Three Space Battleships suddenly cut into a stretch of empty space amid a wave of spatial fluctuations.
A Space Battleship was not the same as a spacecraft.
Their relationship was like that between a tank and a car: one was used for military purposes, while the other was used for warfare.
A true Space Battleship was countless times more powerful than a spacecraft, both in function and might.
At this moment... the three Space Battleships were moving incredibly fast. They instantly tore through the void, leaving behind an afterimage before speeding into the distance.
These three Space Battleships were the very ones Suri was traveling in.
They were responsible for transporting the mined ores back to the empire.
At this moment, Suri was sitting smugly inside the battleship, leisurely playing a virtual mecha game.
He was brimming with confidence, believing that this trip was already as good as secured.
After all... although there was no Apocalypse Level powerhouse among their group,
their strength was still formidable. They had dozens of Level 7 Mecha Warriors and one Level 8 Gene Warrior.
Moreover, Suri himself had advanced by leaps and bounds over the past six months. He had already reached the realm of a Level 6 Gene Warrior, and with his mecha, he could fully unleash the energy level of a superior Level 7 warrior.
Looking across the entire empire, hardly anyone could match Suri's cultivation speed.
Combined with his father's political influence and the experience he was gaining from this assignment, it was practically a foregone conclusion that Suri would become an important figure in the empire and enjoy tremendous power in the future.
His future was bright, and Suri was in high spirits!
But at that very moment, the battleship Suri was aboard suddenly came to a violent stop.
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