Inside the Space Restriction Zone, the four stationed spacecraft were poised as if facing a formidable enemy.
As early as two hours ago, they had received word that the Gu Ding Pirate Crew had broken through one Space Restriction Zone and was heading in their direction.
"B-Boss, th-they... th-they're... h-here!"
In front of the video monitor, a tall, thin young man pointed at the screen and stammered. His entire body was trembling.
"W-We... wh-what... sh-should we... do?"
"What the hell are you trembling for?! Turn on the external communicator. I'll talk to them!" The leader of this group of guards was a slightly plump, mustached middle-aged man. His own body was trembling slightly as well, but he forced himself to stay calm as he shouted at his subordinate.
"O-Okay." Only then did the tall, thin young man activate the external communicator.
"Listen up, spacecraft over there. We are from Dorso Holy Land, stationed here under orders to search for the Gu Ding Pirate Crew. Stop your spacecraft immediately. Everyone is to leave the ship and submit to our inspection!"
The moment Little Mustache said this, Gu Ding and the others were immediately taken aback.
"Didn't they receive news that we were coming, or did they fail to recognize our spacecraft too?" Gu Ding looked doubtfully toward Sea Emperor beside him.
Before Sea Emperor could answer, a timid voice came through the external communicator.
"But... Boss, don't we already know that they're the Gu Ding Pirate Crew? What's the point of making them come out for an inspection?"
"Idiot. This is a delaying tactic. As long as they come out, we can pretend not to recognize them, inspect them slowly, and stall for time until reinforcements arrive. Otherwise, do you think our four spacecraft and eighteen lower-rank True Gods can stop