"Accelerate... The Infinite Divine Machine's battleships are catching up... If we don't hurry, we're finished!"
"Don't worry about overloading the engines... As long as we can outrun the other battleships... we'll have a chance to survive!"
In a Void Tunnel in the Northern Origin River Void, words like these echoed through the communication channel of a squadron made up of dozens of disc-shaped battleships.
"The Infinite Divine Machine suddenly changed its strategy. Our civilization had only just begun to recover, and now it's been destroyed again!"
"Ugh, this is the first time I've felt time drag on so terribly. We clearly have lifespans of tens of millions of years, yet against the Infinite Divine Machine, we can't even keep up resistance for a few short dozen days! It's such a jarring feeling!"
Silence spread through the communication channel.
These fleeing Civilization Remnants felt an inexplicable bitterness in their hearts because of the vast gap between them and the Infinite Divine Machine.
The more powerful and advanced a civilization was, the faster it could recover in the early stages.
It was precisely because their homes had been destroyed a second time that the blow to the leaders of these Civilization Remnants was all the more severe.
They couldn't see any hope. No matter how hard they tried, they didn't believe they had any chance of defeating the Infinite Divine Machine.
"I say, why don't we just surrender to the Infinite Divine Machine? We could take this opportunity to join its ranks voluntarily. I think that would be better!"
A tentative suggestion rang out over the communication channel.
"You bastard, what are you saying? The Infinite Divine Machine is the enemy that destroyed our civilization twice, and you want to surrender to it!"
Before the tentative suggestion had even finished, an angry