The conference room was filled with endless clamor.
The scene before them had utterly exceeded their understanding.
So many humans could cross the cosmos with nothing but flesh and blood?
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"These people might be monsters disguised as humans."
"But how do you explain their numbers? They all have heat signatures. They're real people!"
The front lines had already engaged.
They had achieved some negligible results, injuring and killing a handful of enemies, but their own losses were far greater.
Under Kazue and the others' fierce assault, their spacecraft were utterly fragile.
It was simply because their technology was not advanced enough. Even after desperately developing technology for centuries, their achievements remained limited.
Against Six Paths-level and Super-Kage-level lifeforms, the spacecraft they had built could hardly hold their own.
"...Judging by their energy readings, some of those humans are no weaker than the monsters." Metphies finally spoke.
A trace of shock and excitement flashed through Qingsheng's eyes. "Could it be that they aren't monsters at all, but humans?"
"Humans? What kind of humans could possibly have this—"
"They must be! I knew it. The universe is so vast; there must be humans capable of defeating monsters. They must have succeeded, and developed biotechnology to modify their frail bodies..." Qingsheng grew more excited as he spoke.
Everyone else fell silent.
It was not impossible.
Had those enemies capable of tearing apart spacecraft with their bare hands modified their bodies? Had they made their flesh comparable to monsters, capable of storing vast amounts of energy?
"Deploy the entire fleet, and have the ground-based cannons ready. When the time comes, bombard their home planet." Metphies gave the order.
As the war progressed, both sides were doing their best to gather intelligence on each other.
A large-scale interstellar war like this was