The Protagonist of This War

He slowly raised his hand.

"Soldiers!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible force emanated from him. That force swept across the earth, across the ruins, and across the wreckage that had been silent for years.

"Stand up!"

On the ground, the mangled limbs of those creatures began to tremble.

A broken skeleton slowly rose to its feet. A half-rotten corpse struggled to crawl out of the ruins, and a skeleton with only half a body used its remaining arm to support itself on the ground, slowly rising to its feet.

More Undead rose up, densely packed and overwhelming.

Countless Undead stand on the wasteland across the entire planet's surface.

Lawson laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.

"Ha ha..."

The laughter was manic and terrifying, echoing in the Void.

"My people!" he cried, "I will share your glory and your shame!"

He raised his head, his gaze piercing through the atmosphere, looking into the distant Void.

There, there is endless war, endless corpses, the Tracing Light Fleet on Great Expedition, and an overwhelming Ocean Zerg.

"I've heard that an unprecedented war is taking place in this galaxy?" he murmured. "The Protagonist is... Tracing Light?"

His mouth stretched into a maniacal grin.

No, no!

He suddenly opened his arms wide.

"The Protagonist of this war--"

He pointed to the distant, war-torn Void.

"It's me!"

He burst into laughter again, then burst into tears. He laughed and cried at the same time, like a complete madman.

Under the watchful eyes of all forces, the Great Expedition has lasted for half a year and has covered one-third of the distance.

For half a year, more than 180 days and nights, every day of those six months was like walking on a knife's edge for a fleet that was dragging an entire planet on its migration.

They withstood the natural barrier of countless Swarms. The insects swarmed in from all directions, one after another, paving a path to death with their corpses.

Relying on their strong production capacity and scientific research capabilities, they withstood the war of attrition waged by the Mechanical Civilization. That Silver-White Fleet was like a persistent ailment, appearing every half month, fighting a wave and then retreating, never lingering in battle.

Relying on soldiers recruited from various civilizations behind them, as well as the strength of their own civilization, they managed to withstand the clandestine machinations of the other civilizations.

They even managed to wipe out three civilizations along the way, reaping a wave of Civilization Points.

Yes, that once neutral unit has finally bared its fangs.

Within six months, three strangely shaped civilizations were erased from the star map.

Ordinary civilization is filled with unbearable suffering.

This world feels so damn dangerous.

The galaxy is teeming with Zerg, which are undergoing a frenzied evolution. Those Zerg are no longer the same as they were six months ago.

They learned to evade, to cooperate, and to evolve different weapons to counter different enemies. If we cannot wipe them out with military force all at once, we will face consequences later.

Abundant resource points are always teeming with silvery-white fleets, densely packed and seemingly endless. If you try to compete with them, a constant stream of Warships will appear near your Civilization Development Site, and you'll never have a good outcome.

Even the places where those civilizations have gone extinct are no longer safe.

An army of Undead appeared out of nowhere and engulfed the ruins. They moved swiftly through Spatial Rifts, even turning the dead Zerg into Undead.

Zerg Undead.

The thought of that scene is enough to send chills down your spine.

There are already three kinds of endless natural disasters in the galaxy.

Behind the scenes, a group of destructive civilizations, led by the Abyssal Depth Civilization, are secretly plotting to destroy civilizations and earn points.

But what makes things a little easier for ordinary civilizations is that one group of forces is being targeted by these four groups of underworld beings simultaneously.

That was the civilization relocation team led by the Suguang Civilization.

The five forces are constantly clashing, and wars of ever-increasing scale are frequently occurring. With each clash, countless lives Annihilation in the Void.

Until this day.

The Origin Star, trailing a blue tail hundreds of thousands of kilometers long, moved silently through the Void, with three satellites beside it like the most loyal attendants, following closely behind.

Ahead, the Swarm remained.

This is a natural disaster that can never be eradicated. Every day, the fleet of Tracing Light has to consume an enormous amount of resources and weapons to clear the way.

This is the price of taking the planet with you when you run away.

The resources consumed have become so high that even the Tracing Light is struggling to keep up. Recently, it has started requesting that the civilizations following behind contribute some resources.

As in the previous six months, as the swarm advanced through the Swarm, the detectors once again sounded a piercing alarm.

"Sir! An abnormal energy fluctuation has been detected!"

"Position?"

"Deep within the Swarm! Distance... twelve million kilometers!"

On the screen, a huge red dot was taking shape, expanding at an alarming rate. The surrounding Zerg seemed to sense something and frantically scattered in all directions.

"Holy crap, what is that?"

An officer stared wide-eyed at the screen in disbelief.

"This is the first time I've heard of the Zerg being afraid and running away!"

The Swarm thinned out a bit, and the giant object in the background finally appeared on the screen.

It was a lump of flesh.

A giant mass of flesh, its surface wriggling with countless tentacles, was as large as half a moon. It had been hidden deep within the Swarm, using them as cover, until now when it finally revealed its true form.

It is awakening now.

The tentacles frantically captured all the surrounding Zerg, dragging them toward the fleshy mass, where the insects were absorbed and transformed into nutrients.

Its outer shell is as hard and thick as the earth's crust, completely capable of withstanding continuous nuclear bombing, while its unknown internal structure is nurturing countless New Life Zerg.

A disguised... extremely powerful unit.

It doesn't have much direct combat capability, but it can overcome the previous Zerg's weakness of self-reproduction and specifically breed powerful specialized Zerg.

An indestructible Hive.

This is the first time it has appeared in this galaxy.

As if things weren't going to go wrong, another person called out:

"The Silver-White Fleet! The Silver-White Fleet!"

"Location: Multiple locations! Quantity: At least 30,000 ships!"

Above the screen, where there were originally just dense clusters of Zerg lights, another batch of signals suddenly appeared. These signals rose from the surrounding Void, like wild dogs that had spotted fresh excrement, and were converging on Origin Star.

The commander of the Tracing Light had a slight headache.

"Damn it, is this Mechanical Civilization crazy? They just insist on harassing our Great Expedition. If they want technology, we can trade."

On the screen, the signal grew stronger and stronger, with dense clusters of silvery-white dots occupying the space outside the Zerg and covering almost half the screen.

It's the Mechanical Civilization's fleet again; I've lost count of how many times they've come to harass us in the last six months.

After the previous harassments, Tracing Light had considered capturing the leader first and planned to go to their Civilization Development Site and destroy them directly.

The operation was a success. Their homeland had little defense, and the powerful beings of the Tracing Light easily destroyed the asteroid where they were hiding and the Mainframe inside.

But unexpectedly, their consciousness had already been uploaded to the network, and they later disbanded, wandering aimlessly throughout the galaxy, with no one able to intercept them.

Because their communication and encryption technologies are completely in the interstellar era, and are not on the same level as other technologies.

I heard that their Mainframes and consciousness carriers come from that Survivor above, and that Survivor comes from the Technology Side Survival World.

It's even rumored that the Survivor from their civilization has lost control. Without the technological advancements of the interstellar era, there's virtually no way to subdue them.

"Notify all fleets and expeditionary combined forces to enter Level 1 combat readiness."

The expeditionary mixed force is the military force deployed by the various civilizations behind it.

"The Nation-Guarding Mage Corps, take your positions immediately. All large weapons on Origin Star, prepare for activation."

Taking a planet to war has many advantages. Various high-powered weapons can be deployed on it, making its firepower more intense than any fleet.

He paused.

"Those who are just trying to ride the coattails of this announcement and want to keep following along, should show some sincerity."

He paused again.

"Besides--"

He looked up, his gaze passing through the porthole of the command ship.

"Tell His Mu Ri that it's time to start stretching his muscles."