A silver stellar ring,
Aquarius's vast yet incomparably hazy sky full of stars.
A silent mechanical space station,
An endless, magnificent fleet of starships carrying icy cold light.
All these scenes seemed to construct a breathtaking spectacle beyond science fiction before everyone's eyes.
The starships were enormous in appearance,
Seemingly capable of completely blotting out half the sky. Their presence made the entire space station appear incomparably small.
At this moment,
Even Watcher Miss, who had mentally prepared herself, stood frozen in shock before this sudden marvel.
After all, the overly grand sight before her might have exceeded the bounds of all her experience and imagination, leaving her unable to react for a while.
One of the foreigners in the group even blurted out:
"What the fuck."
This involuntary profanity aptly conveyed the shock and confusion in his heart.
Before this vast fleet amid the sea of stars, human language itself seemed pale and powerless, incapable of fully conveying such a shock.
Even more astonishingly,
There was a spy in the group who had originally infiltrated this place as a Relic Scholar. He had been extremely familiar with the historical civilizations of antiquity, even those of the Third Era.
Yet even he revealed an incredulous expression upon witnessing this scene:
"No!
Neither the Great Library's vast collection nor any of the previous expedition records contain any mention of such a spectacular starship formation.
Why was this happening???!"
He had the illusion that his very self-awareness had been altered.
Even the countdown to the space station's self-destruction was gone.
"So what should we do now?"
A familiar voice sounded beside Phyllis's ear.
Of course,
That sense of familiarity was directed at Su Wen, because this man was Rickman, who had finally completed his recovery.
On the night of Black Tide in