Main Base behind the Twenty-Ninth Defense Star.
At the center of the Main Base, inside the command hall of a metal building, military martial artists in uniform—at least major generals—had gathered.
They varied in age and gender, but every one of them wore an impassive expression, revealing neither joy nor anger.
Every single one of them was a major figure on the Twenty-Ninth Defense Star.
"Everyone!"
A voice suddenly rang out from the head of the table. General Mokarun sat there, his gaze sweeping calmly across the room.
Everyone's attention was drawn to him as they waited for General Mokarun to continue.
"This Darkness Breed attack came very suddenly. Although we were prepared, the outcome is still... far from optimistic."
General Mokarun paused before continuing, "The Ninth Defense Line, Thirteenth Defense Line, and Seventeenth Defense Line have already fallen completely!"
The expressions of everyone present finally changed drastically upon hearing the news.
The results from the various defense lines had only just come in and had been delivered to General Mokarun immediately, but they had not yet been informed.
Hearing such disastrous news now, the shock in their hearts was beyond words.
Three major defense lines had fallen at once. Such a thing had never happened in the past decade. Could this mean that a full-scale war was about to begin again?
Whenever something like this happened, it was invariably a precursor to all-out war.
Everyone turned grim, and the atmosphere in the command hall became exceptionally heavy.
"In addition, six major defense lines have suffered severe damage, and our martial artists have sustained devastating losses." General Mokarun dropped another bombshell.
Everyone's expressions changed again. Even though they had prepared for the worst, the news still shocked them deeply.
"How could this happen?"
"Have these Darkness Breeds gone mad?"
"Were