A Chance Encounter

White Orchid Starfield.

Countless white and blue points of light, like two great rivers charging headlong into each other, collided and melted away without a sound within the black patches of the starfield.

One white, one blue—their convergence constantly burst with sparks of varying sizes.

There were body frames among them, warships, and even the light of strategic weapons.

The white river was Knosus; the blue one was the Penza Empire and the Eastern Extreme Alliance.

Tens of millions of warships and billions of body frames gathered together, creating a scale of war beyond anything any legend could imagine.

For many indigenous planets, someone who could save a surface nation could become a hero, the stuff of epic tales. But looking across the vast empires of the entire galaxy—

There were simply too many people worthy of being called heroes.

Outside the battlefield, fleets arriving as reinforcements continuously drew closer, joining the encirclement and suppression of the Knosus fleet.

Wei He wore an advanced close-combat body frame—Dark Star.

As a mid-ranking officer, he now needed to oversee and command fifteen battalions, carrying out tactical orders through interspersed maneuvers.

At that moment, he was gathered with the other Fission-level limit officers, listening as the Ascendant commander, who was also the warship captain, assigned their tactical missions.

"Our mission is to capture the approaching Knosus large-scale mothership, L7832.

"L7832 possesses Immortal-level heavy armor, Celestial-grade strategic planet-destroying cannons, and a high-grade deceleration field at close range."

The commander was a middle-aged woman who did not look particularly old. Her words carried tremendous force and were highly stirring.

Using High Spirit Energy, she projected a three-dimensional simulation of the target warship, rotating it repeatedly as she pointed out its weaknesses and vulnerable areas.

Then she assigned the assault tasks.

The battalion group Wei He