As Claire stood there stiffly in a daze, an alarm sounded. At the same time, the lighting throughout the command cabin dimmed sharply, flashing with a harsh red glow.
A mature male voice with a magnetic tone rang out. "Class A unauthorized operation detected. All vessel personnel are hereby stripped of all permissions. All personnel must immediately cease all activity and remain where they are. Repeating..."
They had finally noticed!
Claire's fingertips twitched. This was no longer the tone of the shipboard Artificial Intelligence. Someone with higher-level authority had clearly intervened. Yet he did not feel relieved, because at this moment, as their permissions were revoked, every station in the command cabin that should have been completely locked down was still operating. The real-time status of the main engine displayed on the tactical sand table had not changed either.
The corner of his eye twitched. The method the Soul Order had mastered could no longer be called technology. It was damned magic!
So wasn't there some miracle to punish them?
Claire did not get his miracle. A dozen seconds later, the person monopolizing the communications channel was replaced by some senior officer's... request for negotiations.
Though the request came in a threatening tone, it was obvious that if they had any other option, The Other Side would never have chosen such an inefficient method at such a critical moment.
Actually, it was not merely inefficient. It had no effect at all.
The only response was Cao Kai's low murmur. His hands had already stopped all operations. He merely sat in the command chair, beginning to recite some incomprehensible spell or scripture.
The main cannon's firing sequence did not stop because of this. It was now entirely controlled by that magic-like power and continued forward steadily.
Claire could already see the