A day passed quietly.
Arno's fleet remained inside the Maze Interference Array, not daring to make the slightest move.
Based on their previous tests using the Brant Empire's fleet, they knew that this human weapon would continue to take effect for at least several thousand years.
How could Arno dare move? Every direction around the fleet had been covered by the terrifying weapons deployed by the humans, leaving Arno's fleet trapped in the middle for an entire day.
However, after that day, Arno began to realize something.
To arrange such a spherical encirclement and trap him, the humans must have used hundreds of those terrifying weapons.
If they truly had that many, surely there would have been countless better ways to eliminate him. There would have been no need to make things so complicated, right?
The more Arno thought about it, the more something felt wrong.
"Go. Send several scout ships to probe the way in every direction!"
"General, this..."
The adjutant was immediately dumbfounded.
Though their general had always had a violent temper, he had never ordered his subordinates to throw away their lives for nothing, had he?
Even back in Brant Empire territory, he had merely forced Brant Empire warships to risk their lives in order to determine the range of the humans' weapon coverage.
But what was the situation around them now? How was this any different from sending their own people to die?
"What are you standing around for? Get moving!"
"Y-yes, General!"
Already in an extremely foul mood because he suspected that the humans had fooled him once again, Arno was furious when he saw his stunned adjutant and immediately shouted.
That shout instantly brought the adjutant back to his senses.
No matter what order his general gave, no matter how unreasonable it was, he