Faraway Knosus.
Inside the colossal Royal Mothership.
Noxi stared fixedly at the enormous light screen, the smile that had lingered on his face slowly fading.
"What... is that!!?"
His fists clenched involuntarily.
The hand on the light screen was simply too enormous. The surveillance relay craft could capture nothing but a sheet of gold.
That was the color of the skin on the giant hand's surface, seen from too close.
Crack, crack.
Noxi forced himself to loosen his fists, then abruptly clenched them again.
Fine cracks appeared along the chair's armrests beneath his grip, yet he did not notice them in the slightest.
It was not only him. Jin De behind him and the clusters of blue humanoid lights on either side had all fallen into stunned silence.
"At least the level of a fully developed Middle Rank True Spirit!" A strange female voice came from one of the blue humanoid lights to the left.
"That kind of power... isn't Star Abyss's style!"
"Bartow couldn't even hold out for an instant against that power??" A humanoid figure on the right said gravely.
"A Middle Rank True Spirit... the Realm of Preserving Truth!? To think they had such a terrifying trump card hidden away... the Revival Society... as expected..."
Noxi had never truly taken the Revival Society seriously before.
After all, he had the Mother River at his back. Once psionic energy achieved the True Spirit level, it could become inexhaustible.
But now...
"It seems we need to formally place the Revival Society on our priority watch list. My lords, are you confident you can deal with that entity just now?" Noxi asked in a deep voice.
The blue humanoid lights present all remained silent. No one was confident of truly contending against that formidable existence from earlier.
After a long