Federation Year 3985.
Kousha Realm.
A bizarre scene was unfolding here at this moment.
One Cross-border Channel had been connected here, while another, much larger Cross-border Channel was positioned directly against its exit.
The distance between the two channels was less than twenty kilometers.
Even though warships had become increasingly smaller with technological advances, they were still ten to twenty kilometers long.
In other words, once a warship emerged from Channel A, it would enter Channel B directly without even having a chance to turn.
Once they entered Channel B, when they emerged again three months later, they would discover—
They had somehow retreated thirty Black Hole Cavity Realms!
At this moment, fleet after fleet followed Lin Fan's design. Upon arriving in the Kousha Realm, they immediately entered the Federation's Cross-border Channel.
At the same time.
Inside the Virtual Combat Room of the United Fleet of the three civilizations.
"What is this report supposed to mean?"
Looking at the report sent from the front lines, Kachinsky was utterly bewildered.
What did it mean that they had just arrived in the Kousha Realm, only to enter another unknown Cross-border Channel—and one with an extremely strange interior?
"This should be a Cross-border Channel used by the Heretics. When we fought them before, we sent fleets inside. Its interior looked exactly as described in this report: seven-colored streams of light flowed across the channel walls!"
"Wait, even if that is true, it is still strange. How did the frontline fleet enter the Heretics' Cross-border Channel?"
After hearing Abeto's answer, Kachinsky remained confused.
"Based on the intelligence we currently have, the Heretics likely deployed a Cross-border Channel, with its opening pressed right against the exit of our own Cross-border Channel."
"In other words, before our arriving fleets could even react, they had already entered