"Quick! Tell the Reconnaissance Fleet to spread out and see how many Corrupted Galaxies have appeared!" Link reminded them.
The command was issued from the command center, and reports soon began coming in one after another. Wei Peng immediately projected Divine Power, displaying the Corrupted Galaxies discovered along the Empire's borders one by one. Before long, large red dots appeared across the projection, making all the Gods' scalps tingle.
"There are already three hundred, and there's no sign of them slowing down," Wu Tianyi said hoarsely.
The high-speed patrol fleet made up of Morning Star Ships had already left the first Corrupted Galaxy and was exploring deeper into space. A few days later, the reports came in: just as they'd expected, even more Corrupted Galaxies had been detected.
"The number has already exceeded a thousand..." Link was becoming numb to it. After so many shocks in recent days, he was starting to take things in stride.
"We're in serious trouble." Wei Peng furrowed his brow. "The enemy has Atomic Printing Technology. They can easily turn resources into production capacity, and they're an extreme militarist regime. They pose far too great a threat to the Empire."
Extreme militarism meant absolute centralization. Combined with the madness brought on by the corruption of evil energy, which made them disregard the threat of death, and the mass production of corrupted humans in Cloning Factories, the pieces fit together: each Corrupted Galaxy was a massive military camp.
"Conventional Stellar Titan Ships have limited defenses against Corrupted Galaxies. Only Vermilion Bird-type pseudo-psionic ships can withstand prolonged corruption by evil energy." Link frowned. "Undead Warships can manage it too, but their combat power is far too low."
The Gods fell briefly silent. Although the battle had yet to begin, they could already imagine how devastating the casualties