"Are you sure you want to do this?"
On the bridge, Cui Wa's projection widened her eyes as she asked Taretel.
After all, this was nothing more than a conjecture—one that could not be verified at present.
Every Fault Channel within Black Hole Cavity Space was an incomparably precious asset. How could they possibly allow one to be casually destroyed for an experiment?
So whether the outcome would truly be as he had predicted, or whether it would trigger some other unforeseen consequence, was impossible to say!
"Yes, I'm sure!"
"Only this can completely minimize the threat humanity poses to us. Otherwise, the Empire will truly be in danger!"
"Please, Lady Cui Wa, teach me what I should do!"
Taretel looked at Cui Wa's projection before him and spoke with unwavering determination.
"Very well. Sharet is indeed fortunate to have a subordinate like you!"
With a faint sigh, Cui Wa nodded.
Taretel had already explained the entire matter in detail earlier, including the consequences that would follow if his Third Imperial Guard Legion was annihilated by the enemy.
At this moment, even Cui Wa, who rarely involved herself in politics, clearly understood the gravity of the situation.
Once Taretel succeeded, the Empire could deliberately leak this information. Then, which neighboring civilization would dare use spatial passages to rapidly deploy troops against the Empire?
That would give the Empire sufficient time to mobilize its forces, rather than being caught off guard by Telo or other God-tier Civilizations.
"Taretel, there will be a place for you in the Empire's Hall of Merits!"
At that moment, Sharet, emperor of the Black Mang Empire, suddenly forced his way into the communication between Taretel and Cui Wa. As his projection appeared, his imposing voice rang through the bridge as well.
After all, as the Emperor