Planet 184's atmosphere.
Within the pale blue air.
A streamlined humanoid colonial body, entirely pale blue, slowly floated there.
The colonial body was covered in bright blue fluorescence. Two horns like a bull's rose from its head, while a ring of silver wheels floated in midair behind it.
Looking closely, one could see that the silver ring was actually composed of all manner of silver metal firearms arranged together.
All the gun barrels faced outward in a radial formation, slowly turning.
"I never expected to encounter the famous Beast Niz here."
A circle of psionic energy naturally spread around the blue colonial body.
It was a faint fluctuation belonging to communications psionic energy.
And directly opposite him.
Inside a small shuttle-shaped spacecraft, a three-meter giant clad in heavy armor and draped in a red cape stared through his colonial body visor at the body outside the ship with eyes as large as bronze bells.
He was the highest-ranking officer in charge of this Star System for Fransha, the Knossoss Empire's intelligence organization: Beast Niz.
He was also the direct superior of Red Demon, Modia, and the others.
"Katri, you're interesting." Beast Niz flexed his hands. "Aren't you worried about what's happening below? You rushed back in such a hurry, yet now you've suddenly stopped here without moving. Have you given up?"
"Given up?" Katri smiled. "No. I merely chose to place complete faith in the subordinates I selected."
"Complete faith? You don't seriously think those two Illumination levels on the ground can resist the three people I sent down there, do you?" Niz grinned coldly.
Though he was the chief of intelligence, what he hated most were people like this—mysterious all day long, never speaking plainly.
He had only one principle when gathering intelligence.
No matter what methods or means