All the ships in the Judger Fleet were rapidly coming to a halt, despite their engines still striving to burst forth flames and the main guns flickering with intermittent charging light.
Yet, they were unable to advance even a step further; under the influence of an invisible force field, the shields of all warships were quickly dimming at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Just a few minutes later, apart from the flagship, the shields of all the Judger warships simultaneously extinguished.
Following that, they helplessly became stationary, like a field of ruins, and fell silent, no different from the United Fleet.
"What kind of force field is this?" Li Ming's breathing hitched. This scene, as if the pause button had been pressed, made him think of time at first, but he soon dismissed the thought.
The Folding Fortress might not even have been built by the Yitelan Civilization themselves; if they can't manage space, let alone time.
