"Impossible. Even if we burn out the engine, it'll take at least two minutes." Captain Nemo's order was sound, but reality was unfortunately powerless to comply. The Holy Sword Prototype's magical energy simply could not be charged in such a short time.
"ORT is rapidly approaching. The cosmic storm it is generating is continuously expanding."
"The cosmic storm's effects are too severe. If this continues, the ship will become unstable."
One piece of bad news followed another. Even though ORT had not yet drawn close, and the cosmic storm it generated was still some distance away from the ship, it was already enough to affect them.
Captain Nemo, Director Fatty, Shion, and Da Vinci's expressions kept changing as they faced this situation. For Chaldea, retreat was the best option now. But retreating would mean allowing ORT to reclaim the sun, the worst possible outcome that none of them could accept. For a time, no one could make a decision.
"Is Goetia still not going to act in a situation like this?" Shen Fei was equally helpless. He had many means at his disposal, but before such an absolute gap in strength, his heart was willing while his power fell short.
"Everyone, I have a suggestion. I wonder what you think?" At that moment, Rasputin's voice rang through the ship. His figure then appeared out of thin air on the bridge, while the colors of the surrounding space vanished.
"Is this... time stop? No." Sensing the abnormality around him, Shen Fei cried out inwardly, but he quickly realized that this was not the power of time.
"Please calm down, everyone. We are not enemies at the moment. Although time has stopped, the remaining time is still quite limited. Even one of the Alien God's Seven Authorities, the Particle Acceleration Prison, cannot