Inside the starport command room,
the massive holographic screen displayed, in real time, the breathtaking moment the Crimson Spaceship was about to break through.
An aged officer stood before the screen.
He wore a worn yet immaculate uniform, the scars on his face like medals bestowed by time, bearing witness to countless bloody battles among the stars.
Yet upon seeing this scene, he merely shook his head.
"Is that ship trying to get itself killed?
"That reaction is abnormal. Find out why."
Under the layers of defenses surrounding the Silver Star Ring, any unauthorized intruder was no different from walking into a trap!
It was a devastating blow that even the Twilight Star Cluster could not easily accept.
However, the pilot inside the ship had no time to care about what anyone else thought.
His face was pale, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. Both hands gripped the control stick tightly, and determination burned in his eyes.
The indicators across the ship's main console flashed wildly, alarms blaring one after another, but he had only one goal in sight:
Break into the starport!!!!
He had to transmit the news that the Silver Star Ring had encountered a swarm crisis!
The pilot knew that every second of delay could mean countless lives vanishing beneath the swarm's fangs.
The Silver Star Ring,
a dazzling jewel of the cosmos. Countless space stations and colonial worlds orbited its star, forming a flourishing interstellar civilization.
But now,
Space Station 47, which belonged to it, had fallen into an endless nightmare.
The swarm swept in like a black tide. Their shells glimmered with eerie light, while their savage mandibles secreted strong acid that corroded everything.
The space station's defensive systems steadily collapsed beneath the swarm's assault,
and alarms rang through every corner.
Even worse, the