Liemeong and the others saw the Mount Lu Fleet exhaust its energy. Only then did they realize that the Mount Lu had spent every last bit of its power creating the wormhole for them.
Without energy, the fleet was nothing but a collection of drifting iron coffins. Sooner or later, the Void would drag them to a halt and swallow them whole.
"Mount Lu, come with us!" Liemeong cried.
But the Mount Lu did not budge. From its initial losses to every attempt that followed, the fleet had suffered countless casualties. It had effectively been wiped out.
Only a handful of people remained, including Qu Yuan and Lorna.
Lorna had survived because of her exceptional combat instincts and piloting skill. Qu Yuan had survived for the same reason.
"We're alive because we can pilot this fleet and tie down the enemy for as long as possible. Not so we can go back and receive honors."
"The Mount Lu must fight to the very last moment. Please, consider us dead."
By the time Liemeong heard Qu Yuan's final words, the Liemeong had entered the wormhole and returned to the rear.
Liemeong and the others wept. They understood Qu Yuan. Those who survived had more to carry.
But they soon realized Ata Lin had not returned!
"If you were out of energy, you should've said so!"
"I still have some! If you're fighting to the end, I'll fight beside you!"
In the darkness, Ata Lin had avoided the wormhole and was flying alongside the Mount Lu.
He tossed a small brain into the wormhole to be sent back, but stayed behind in the Ziwei Mecha. Its chest burst open, releasing a surge of energy that raised a vast blue-white shield of spiraling light.
The energy was so immense that even converting a