Sea Star Homeworld.
A lunar surface of rolling mountains, silver-gray as far as the eye could see.
As the new location of Marine Headquarters, after years of construction, it had long since lost its former emptiness and chill.
Looking out, towering spires, majestic fortresses, and highways stretching in every direction were scattered across the east, west, south, and north, dense yet orderly.
In the star-speckled expanse of space.
Spaceships of every type and color flew back and forth, streaking across the night like meteors.
Within the futuristic modern starport, enormous spacecraft rose and descended one after another.
The thin surrounding air was compressed by their movements into streams of airflow, forming rings of visible shockwaves around them.
On the ground.
Marine soldiers patrolled and stood guard everywhere.
Their eyes remained alert, ready at any moment to deal with any sudden emergency.
Not far away.
Marine officers wearing white Coats of Justice commanded their Marine soldiers and Conquerors as they escorted the fortunate Space Pirates who had been captured to a Marine prison specially constructed beneath the moon's surface.
These Space Pirates from different planets came in all manner of bizarre shapes and appearances.
Each wore tattered space combat suits as they shuffled forward in trembling lines, occasionally looking around uneasily.
Yet whenever their gazes met the cold eyes of the Marine soldiers, they hurriedly lowered their heads and looked away.
Because they had already witnessed just how terrifying these soldiers were in battle.
Their extraordinary speed allowed them to rush from over a hundred meters away to right in front of them within a few breaths.
Their unbelievable Swordsmanship created wind, fire, lightning, and water with every swing, allowing one man alone to cut down more than a dozen pirates.
Even the barehanded soldiers could use astonishing Physical Arts comparable