"Three?"
Du Zhaodi fell into deep thought.
Although she had never seen a single Sealed Artifact, putting everything else aside, the commotion caused by the Insect Queen alone was enough to put her on guard.
Not to mention that there were three Sealed Artifacts this time, not one.
Although the Legion had made plans long ago and had even reached secret agreements with two carbon-based civilizations and the Void Dweller civilization,
this was ultimately a civilization-level conspiracy—and a scheme within a scheme. If anything went wrong at any point, the probability of something happening would be extremely high.
To put it plainly, it wasn't like a frontal battlefield, where the margin for error was so high.
In fact, as long as they kept producing soldiers endlessly, their margin for error would only grow higher.
"So you mean we should head to the grand ceremony held by the Mirta people in advance?"
"Mm."
"What a pity. If there had been enough time, I could at least have built the third 'Gravedigger.'"
Following Du Zhaodi's gaze, High Engineer saw two and a half planets.
It was a perfect sphere roughly twenty meters in diameter. Its surface was covered in etchings resembling miniature galaxies, while its deep-space blue and dark-silver metal shell gleamed coldly beneath the light, as if it were an entire collapsed star.
A pulse-type stellar core was embedded in the center of the sphere. Through a semitransparent high-density lattice layer, a slowly rotating crimson vortex could be seen inside, like a nebula imprisoned within. Whenever the energy fluctuated, aurora-like particle afterimages were projected across the surface.
Just by looking at it, High Engineer could sense the immense destructive power brought by this "miniature planet," especially the exceptionally intense threat of death.
To put it this way, if it exploded, it