On the Command Ship of the Beastman Civilization's Vanguard Troops.
Galis stood by the enormous floor-to-ceiling viewport, a massive axe resting on his shoulder as he gazed into the dark, unfathomable expanse of space beyond.
He remained as still and imposing as a statue.
"How much longer until we reach the target area?"
His cold, sharp eyes flickered slightly as he suddenly turned to the subordinate beside him and asked.
"About two minutes."
The subordinate replied.
"Any news from the spy reconnaissance ships we sent out?"
"Why haven't they responded yet?"
Galis did not know what was going on, but he could not shake the unease in his heart.
It was far too abnormal...
The silence was a little too abnormal!
This strange silence made people unable to stop their imaginations from running wild.
Though Galis looked broad and brawny, and usually spoke and acted in a carefree manner.
He even gave people the impression that he was all muscle and no brains.
In truth, however, he possessed an exceptionally meticulous mind.
He was a Beastman who was both rough and shrewd.
Otherwise, the Beastman King of the Beastman Civilization would never have entrusted such an important mission to him.
Nor would he have made him the Commander of the Vanguard Troops.
"Lord Galis, they only just arrived in the reconnaissance area."
"They are currently transmitting the relevant reconnaissance footage back. We can take a look now."
As he spoke, the subordinate began playing the reconnaissance footage they had just received.
In the vast, endless, icy Meteorite Belt and its surrounding region.
Enemy Star Destroyer Motherships were densely scattered everywhere in an overwhelming formation.
These incomparably massive Star Destroyer Motherships remained silent as they headed in the same direction.
They clearly appeared to be preparing an ambush.
"How long have