At Daggers Drawn

The Dynamic Image Civilization was like a dog with a keen nose—it had caught the scent and come running.

The moment it arrived, it openly stated that it knew Human Civilization and the Orange Star Civilization were searching for an entrance. That made things obvious. An entrance—an entrance to what? They clearly knew what was here, or they would not have referred to an entrance.

The only question was whether they had recently figured it out by observing the movements of Human Civilization and the Orange Star Civilization, or whether they had known all along.

The fleet of four million Planet-Class Warships gave Human Civilization and the Orange Star Civilization little time to think. After entering the detection range and being spotted, it sent that one message. Then, without slowing down, it continued toward the research spaceship squadron of Human Civilization and the Orange Star Civilization at ten times the speed of light.

That move thoroughly frightened the research spaceship teams of Human Civilization and the Orange Star Civilization, but they forced themselves not to flee. At the same time, they did not dare give any response.

After all, neither side's decision-makers were here. They had merely been ordered to study how to open the Small Universe Channel.

Of course, the news successfully reached the star systems where the fleets of Human Civilization and the Orange Star Civilization were stationed. The moment Yue Yuan aboard the Lyra saw the message, he immediately ordered the First Fleet to set out. The Orange Star Civilization was no exception. Its two million publicly known warships departed from another star and rushed toward the coordinates of the Small Universe.

The Dynamic Image Civilization clearly had hostile intentions, and there was no point wasting words with it. There were no words to waste—they first had