In the starry expanse of the Universe, inside a massive warship.
"Mr. Hermes, that is a Void God Race warship." Rex stared gravely at Hermes. "Judging by the warship, there should be a Void Angel aboard. This place may already have become an ally of the Void God Race, or perhaps a new enclave of theirs. Although it has not yet been equipped with a Light Tomb, interdimensional blockade devices, or artificial wormholes, you should understand that we cannot afford to make enemies of the Void God Race."
"So what if it is the Void God Race?" Hermes replied calmly. "It is merely a Void Angel. As long as we do not kill him, the Void God Race will not make a huge fuss over such a minor matter. What, are you planning to back down?"
"The Void God Race is powerful, after all. Offending them rashly does not serve our interests," Rex said.
"Once this is done, I will increase the commission by another fifty percent." Hermes closed his eyes, his heart bleeding.
That was the accumulation of thousands of years, but if the plan succeeded, there would be no need to care about such money.
"I understand, Mr. Hermes." A smile appeared on Rex's face.
"Mr. Rex, I still have important matters to attend to on that planet, so I will take my leave first. Please continue acting according to the plan." Hermes took a step, and his figure vanished.
Just then, the warship suddenly sounded an alarm. "Warning. Enemy warship detected two million kilometers away. It is rapidly approaching."
"Two million kilometers? How could we only detect it when it is this close?" Rex froze, then looked toward the image on the screen.
Then his expression changed again. "Not good. It's a Galactic Race warship!"
Underworld,