The people of Mid-Gard would never forget that day.
When they saw the colossal warships, like mountains, descend from the sky and loom over their heads, and when they heard Fang Zheng's warning with their own ears, they finally lowered their proud heads.
After the war with Belka, the people of Mid-Gard had enjoyed glory for far too long. They had even come to believe that they were the sole rulers of this world, that for the sake of "justice" and "peace," they had the right to "manage" everything. But the enormous shadow hanging in the sky slapped them awake from their dream of being "dimensional police," brutally and mercilessly telling them that they were no "dimensional police" at all. At best, they were nothing more than urban management officers.
And temporary workers at that—without contracts or official posts.
For Mid-Gard's upper ranks, however, the scene before them was even more awkward.
"Every multiverse has its own order. The same applies to every civilization and every race. Heavenly Dao Palace has always treated the civilized powers of every multiverse with fairness and goodwill, while protecting its own interests under reasonable and lawful circumstances."
Fang Zheng stood in the center of Mid-Gard's council chamber, holding an unrolled scroll in his hand. He read from it in a low voice while looking at the sweat-drenched members of Mid-Gard's Council.
"Without permission, and despite repeated warnings, Mid-Gard's military still attempted to force its way into Heavenly Dao Palace territory. This act constituted suspected invasion and the instigation of war. To warn Mid-Gard of its foolish conduct, the Heavenly Dao Palace fleet annihilated it."
Fang Zheng lowered the scroll and smiled at the council members before him.
"Next is Heavenly Dao Palace's final Judgment regarding Mid-Gard's act of invasion—although Mid-Gard had its reasons, it