"Wh-what?"
The sudden change left Kryfis and the others stunned, while the stirring, powerful Hymn of the Savior filled them with courage.
That extraordinary hymn sent hot blood coursing through their cold, despairing hearts, lifting their spirits ever higher.
Not only they, but even the savage Lictors seemed startled, their slaughter grinding to a halt.
They seemed to sense some threat, raising their heads together to look upward.
"Those are—Imperium warships?!" Kryfis abruptly looked up and saw what lay beyond the dome—
It was an enormous golden warship, magnificent and extravagant beyond measure, shimmering with dreamlike colors.
Countless Honor Banners fluttered without wind, while the Imperial Aquila stood out brilliantly, gleaming with light.
Its very presence radiated boundless menace. Beside it, the Human Federation's command flagship looked like a tiny skiff.
There was simply no comparison.
Anyone who saw that vessel could feel the unquestionable authority and will of the Imperium.
As Kryfis gazed at the dreamlike Imperial behemoth, his spirits rose, and tears faintly glimmered in his eyes.
The Imperium—it was here!
That feeling was almost unimaginable.
At their darkest moment, the Imperium's enormous golden warship had arrived in unparalleled splendor, bringing sunlight-like golden radiance into the dark void.
Hope kindled within them!
In reality, the golden light came from nothing more than the Dreamer's special hull coating, an extraordinarily expensive paint that could shine anywhere.
Those costly coatings alone were worth ten years of total production across several sectors, effectively the equivalent of painting one planet after another onto the hull.
Such extravagance.
Yet that was only a tiny fraction of the Dreamer's cost.
After more than a thousand years of modifications, the resources invested in the Savior's flagship were beyond counting. Its immense bulk resembled a small mobile world, an awe-inspiring sight.
Of course, the Imperium had