Digital Phantom's frenzy did not last long—less than two hours.
Space was still in chaos, but there were no longer any fully formed Asura Nests.
Relying on her strong defenses, Qinghu left the ship again to collect the Asuras' severed remains.
Those non-combat starships also gradually departed the Mother Nest and began their scientific surveys.
The joint fleet took the initiative to contact Digital Phantom. "What should we be doing now?"
Before that battle, they would not have been so humble, even though they knew their own professionalism could not compare with Digital Phantom's.
But they had insisted on fighting this battle and had nearly gotten the entire fleet wiped out.
If, at the final moment, Digital Phantom had not revealed another trump card—why did that word "another" sound so familiar? In any case, if Digital Phantom had not covered for them, the annihilation of this fleet would have been highly likely.
So whether they admitted it or not, Digital Phantom truly was like a Sea Stabilizing Divine Needle. It was only natural for them to ask for orders.
It was a perfectly normal transformation in mentality.
Hua Xiezhi's answer remained calm and collected. "Stay alert. Guard against Asura reinforcements... and Body Seizure."
The joint fleet eagerly accepted the assignment.
No matter how absurd their previous attempts had been, there was no doubt that they had now seized the passage through which the Alien Race came and went!
How many Asura Brood Mothers were there in the Federation now?
The exact number was difficult to determine, but there were certainly fifty or sixty.
Generally speaking, a single Asura Brood Mother and its subordinates, together with all those miscellaneous bats, could at the very least tie down two fully staffed divisions.
At present, at least a hundred divisions were deployed defensively