At this moment, the void was strewn with the corpses of Void Dragons. Clearly, a fierce battle had just taken place here!
But calling it a battle was not quite accurate. It would have been more fitting to call it a one-sided slaughter!
Throughout the void, not a single wreck of a Federation warship could be seen. There were only the corpses of tens of millions of Void Dragons.
Even the Planet Devourer's main species had no ability to fight back against the fully Spatial Shield-equipped First Legion. No, they had fought back, but it had been completely useless!
Originally, Hypnos had merely wanted to launch an ambush and test the special breed he had just cultivated. He had never expected it to end like this.
The ambush itself could be said to have been highly successful. Of course, that would have been true if the enemy had not possessed Spatial Shields.
But that was the problem. Things had gone beyond Hypnos's expectations. The Spatial Shields displayed an unsolvable advantage, completely overturning the situation. His main kin had instead suffered a one-sided massacre!
Hypnos watched the entire brutal battle unfold, and it made him feel a trace of fear—a feeling he had never experienced since his birth!
Who was he?
He was the emperor of the entire Void Dragon Clan, an existence known to all races as the Devourer of the Stars!
And yet, someone like him had actually felt fear?
Although Hypnos was unwilling to admit it, the truth was that his kin seemingly stood no chance against the Federation. Even if he personally entered the battle, he apparently could not inflict any substantial damage upon them!
After thinking for a moment, Hypnos realized that his evolutionary level was still too low. He needed to devour more planets and