At that moment, the Beyadadans aboard the spacecraft had no idea that as they stared in disbelief at the empty void where their world had once been, two extraordinary figures were approaching their ship.
"C-Captain, we've recalibrated our position. This is definitely the orbit where our homeworld used to be."
After repeatedly confirming that this was indeed where their homeworld had once stood, the Beyadadans shuddered and hurriedly transmitted their observations to their clan leader, awaiting his decision.
But before any instructions arrived from the clan leader, the ship's alarm system suddenly detected two unfamiliar figures. A piercing alarm began to blare.
"What's going on? Why is the alarm sounding?" The captain's eyes twitched as he hurriedly ordered the technicians to locate the source of the problem.
"Could it be those evil space people?"
Cold sweat ran down the captain's forehead as a terrible premonition flashed through his mind. While they were still scrambling in panic, two hazy figures had already passed through the ship's sturdy bulkheads and appeared before the Beyadadans.
"Hehe, there's no need to look for us. We're already standing right in front of you." Mephia watched the frightened Beyadadans, the corner of her lips curling upward.
"Who are you?"
A man and a woman had suddenly appeared aboard the ship, and the Beyadadans immediately tensed up.
"Yardratians, there's no need to be nervous. We mean you no harm." Chaya casually glanced over the people before him and said to the apparent leader, "Tell me, what era is this? Why are you here?"
"Yardratians? You are mistaken, sir. We are Beyadadans." The other party shook his head.
"Beyadadans?" Chaya looked startled for a moment, then nodded without revealing anything. He carefully examined their clothes and appearances. They were undoubtedly dressed like Yardratians, yet they called themselves Beyadadans.