"What other forces are there in the Pisces-Cetus Constellation?" Xiao Li's expression was cold and stern aboard the warship.
"Yes. There is a force called the Ant Army Group. They are in the Milky Way Galaxy and Andromeda Galaxy. They once destroyed Perseus's elite legion, greatly weakening Perseus and making our initial campaign much easier. At present, the remaining forces and refugees of the Pisces-Cetus Constellation are gathering there." The adjutant reported expressionlessly.
"Oh." Xiao Li responded, "Our next target will be the Milky Way Galaxy."
"Understood." The adjutant nodded coldly, casually opened a holographic video feed, and issued orders to the fleet. There was not the slightest doubt over Xiao Li's command.
Xiao Li came from the ancient Dao Xiao Race, known as living fossils of cosmic civilization. He possessed the Dao Xiao Race's most perfect traits: thin, long lips; blade-sharp eyes; a lean, elongated frame; black tiger-stripe patterns across his skin; gem-blue pupils, crystalline and clear; and an icy disposition.
A long scythe was strapped to the back of his battle armor. Its blade was one and a half meters long, its shaft three meters long, and its body dark red, radiating a chilling murderous aura.
Though the Dao Xiao Race had evolved for more than four billion years, they were still only advanced lifeforms. Restricted by their life level, the Dao Xiao Clan had never produced a single Top-Tier Armor Master in all those billions of years. Now, the Dao Xiao Race had declined, with only a few million survivors left. Among cosmic civilizations, they counted as an endangered civilization.
And Lord Xiao Li was currently the Dao Xiao Race's most outstanding Mech Warrior and rising general. Those who followed him all believed that his future belonged to a broader universe.
"Send probes over."
Countless lifeforms