Global Crossing: Empire of Stars

Prosperity filled this galaxy. Upon the surfaces of barren planets, factories stood in rows, smelting newly mined minerals into alloy and transporting them into space.

In the dark vacuum, space factories formed clusters. Transport ships dumped holds full of alloy into the factories, where it was cast into components and assembled into starships within the shipyards.

The entire process flowed as smoothly as moving clouds and flowing water. Although they lacked an engineer team comparable to the empire's extravagant standards that could bring about qualitative leaps in work efficiency, the application of various high-tech equipment still brought high efficiency.

The only thing different from usual was that the fleet that was originally conducting routine patrols in space was now assembling in a panic, as if some enemy was attacking.

This unusual situation surprised the Ankordeli Kin in the colony. Two hundred years ago, such a state of emergency would have been considered normal because back then the colonists had just swept across the entire galactic arm. Although the former high-level civilization had already perished, the individuals who survived the war were unwilling to accept defeat and frequently launched suicidal charges.

Yet, after two hundred years of unremitting sweeping by the colonists, the entire galactic core had stabilized, and nothing similar had happened for a long time.

Are there still remnants now? Those NPCs in the dark galaxy are truly all trash, the immigrants discussed eagerly.

Little did they know that within the galaxy, a massive fleet had already entered this star system. Accompanied by light spears cutting through space, it instantly whipped up a flame storm within the system.

It was not until this moment that the colonial government, having received definitive news, finally knew that its side was under attack. War alarms spread rapidly, broadcasting at FTL speeds to