In Fleet World, now roughly half a year after the passage to J World had been opened, the entire fleet had fallen into an exceptionally tense atmosphere. Countless insects filled the skies above Fleet Main Island, flying and circling densely overhead. The armor layer over the main island had been completely sealed, while even more insects clung quietly to the armored walls, lightly beating their wings, ready to take off at any moment.
A Primal Demon—or perhaps more than one Primal Demon—was gathered on the fleet's outer hull as well, listlessly waiting for something. Before those figures, who appeared human yet were entirely unlike humans, stood an enormous holographic projection.
Out in space, a mixed fleet of more than ten thousand Burning Legion warships hovered in every direction. Together with an insect fleet of nearly equal numbers, they had completely surrounded the portal and blanketed the entire planet.
It was not only on the Fleet World side of the portal. The Burning Legion's invincible fleets were stationed beside every other world portal as well, maintaining an intensely vigilant posture.
Inside Fleet Main Island, the tension was no less severe. Countless people had gathered in plazas throughout the island, crowding around the luxurious stage erected outside the Presidential Palace. They watched the holographic projections appearing in the sky with both nervousness and delight, while innumerable insects still in their larval or growth stages flew through the air and scurried across the ground.
There were many, many people gathered there: Earthlings, Geradi, adorable and well-behaved Catfolk, Rabbitfolk with rabbit ears, Fishfolk able to move freely underwater, and nearly every race found in the galaxy. This included the Windermere people, who looked almost identical to humans save for the RUNEs growing atop their heads.
Years ago, after Xiao Ran agreed to support the