After Huang Ji's Kunlun Ship emerged from the wormhole in the Sirius Star System, his companions from Earth could not stop gasping in surprise.
On Earth, every one of them counted as elite, some even as Heaven's Chosen. But their experience extended only as far as the human world.
The Sirius Star System now had nine additional "Combat Satellites," stationed near the wormhole.
The moment they emerged, they saw nine satellites circling in formation, countless warships docked across their surfaces. The Kunlun Warriors' scalps prickled.
The Nomu Civilization's Revival First Army alone had sixty million warships of every size, from vessels eight or nine meters long to ones stretching a full kilometer!
A few thousand warships would have been an overwhelming sight. Tens of millions? All the world's navies combined did not have that many ships! The satellites were packed with these "Metal Behemoths," while an endless armada hung in space. Even Feis and Amu, who had once commanded armies, felt a chill.
"This Nomu Civilization has this many warships guarding one wormhole. It must be a military powerhouse in the Milky Way!" Amu said grimly.
"Cough! Cough, cough..." Cypher was eating and choked at the remark. The little lantern on his head flushed red.
Though he belonged to the Nomu Race, hearing someone call Nomu a military powerhouse in the Milky Way still made him ashamed.
Was Nomu's military really that strong? Only someone from a primitive civilization would think so.
A vast fleet of starships was the kind of military a civilization chose when it could not buy powerful weapons.
What serious power dragged so many bloated giants into battle? Were they afraid the enemy might miss?
Forces like these could handle civilian factions, corporate armies, and terrorists. Against any major civilization, though, they amounted to an army