Inside the flagship bridge of the Sera Empire's main force, silence fell for a moment!
"The Basel forces... the Royal Guard Fleet."
"Stop talking. I can see it!"
Basel knew what his adjutant wanted to say. Did he think I couldn't see it myself? But there was simply nothing he could do, was there?
What he needed to consider now was no longer the Royal Guard Fleet, but how many of his more than three million warships could ultimately retreat.
After all, even if they reached the Star Path, they could not all withdraw through it at once. They could only retreat a few thousand ships at a time. Without more than ten hours, there was no chance of getting everyone out!
After reaching the Star Path, they could only set up layers of defenses with their backs to it, resisting the enemy's attacks while withdrawing bit by bit.
By Basel's calculations, he would have been thanking the heavens if even one million warships managed to escape.
And the most important question was this: the empire was now up against a Level 4 Civilization. Even if he could retreat, could the empire withstand the advance of a Level 4 Civilization?
Thinking of it that way, the Sera Empire was facing the threat of destruction right before its eyes!
"Adjutant, how much longer until we reach the Star Path?"
"Five million kilometers remaining. At our current speed, approximately ten minutes!"
"Good. Once we are three million kilometers from the Star Path, deploy the fleet with its back to the entrance and establish a defensive line. Defend while retreating in stages!"
"Yes, General Basel!"
But in the very next moment, the unexpected happened!
The Io Federation's Queen's Guard Fleet executed a short-range warp without any warning, appearing directly at the entrance to