True warriors did not admit defeat easily, but that was only when the gap in strength was not too great.
When the disparity became crushing, all competitiveness and pride were nothing but a joke.
The Federation fleet understood Wood's words and began jumping one after another.
Digital Phantom's Division Level Ships and Wood's warship were the last to depart.
By the time the groups fully rendezvoused, two days had passed.
By then, the combined fleet had tacitly acknowledged Digital Phantom Team's authority.
Although they only had two Division Level Ships, those two Mother Nests... were simply too conspicuous.
However, Digital Phantom had no intention of chatting with them. They merely told everyone to check their condition after the jump.
Once they confirmed everything was in order, the fleet began advancing deeper into the Link Nebula.
Hua Xiezhi told the fleet that it would take roughly another twenty days to reach the passage from here.
Encountering Asuras along the way was unavoidable, so everyone had to be ready to fight at any moment.
She had already said this on the way here. Now, she was merely repeating it.
The Federation military also had experience fighting Asuras and assumed a standard combat-ready formation.
But judging by Digital Phantom's posture, they did not have nearly so many concerns. They were as relaxed as an old lady crossing the street at dawn.
One of the Federation higher-ups could not help asking, "Do we really need to be this tense?"
"You can't compare us to them," someone answered helplessly. "They've fought here year-round. They may have already developed muscle memory."
They were both battles against Asuras, but how could fighting at the border compare to fighting in the heartland? With six Division Level Ships and more than thirty large and medium-sized starships, it was indeed