In the depths of the starry sea, a colossal object floated silently, like a behemoth of the void.
Rather than a starship, it was more like a mobile fortress among the stars. Black armor covered its savage curves, and massive star cannons, like the eyes of dormant beasts, glimmered with cold metallic light in the dark universe.
Inside the fortress's core command room, Sangge, commander of the Mechanical Empire's allied forces, was staring at a holographic star map.
Sangge no longer looked as ragged as he had when fleeing the pursuit of Void Comprehension Experts. His face was filled with majesty, and he had regained the authority of an alliance commander.
"General, coordinate calibration is complete."
An adjutant reported respectfully.
On the holographic star map, a distorted region of space flickered.
That was the Ancient Realm's projection in the universe. More precisely, it was the faint spatial connection point formed with the outside universe after the Ancient Realm's seal had loosened.
Previously, the Mechanical Empire had used countless methods yet failed to find the Ancient Realm's anchor point. After the Yin Ruins opened, the seal loosened and the rules changed, allowing the Ancient Realm to finally be located.
Yet before them, the starry sky was still nothing but empty void. There was no sign whatsoever of the Ancient Realm's celestial body.
"Father!"
A voice came from the side.
Farrow walked over. His complexion no longer showed any trace of injury, but his bearing had clearly changed. Where he had once been proud and noble, his eyes now carried a touch of gloom.
"How are your injuries recovering?" Sangge looked at him, concern still in his eyes.
"My body has been repaired, and the Liquid Metal Battle Armor is eighty-seven percent restored. It will be done soon, but..."
"But what?"
Farrow's