What made the Devouring Bee Swarm so unforgettable, besides its seemingly endless numbers, was the efficiency of its Geta-style thinking. As soon as one of its patrol groups was attacked, it wouldn't be long before the entire region of space was filled with bio-warships arriving by warp.
"Maybe the evil power corrupted their brains?" Link said uncertainly. "Come to think of it, the same thing happens with the evil god swarms. Unless summoned by an evil god, each swarm has its own leader and fights on its own, sometimes even battling among themselves. These combat forms have all been corrupted. Could their Geta-style thinking have been damaged too?"
It was only a guess, after all. The Imperial Fleet continued toward the center of the star system, and the number of corrupted combat forms it encountered kept increasing.
As the fleet approached the central star, corrupted combat forms seemed to grow more numerous within the system. At the same time, the combat forms that had previously ignored everything began moving toward the fleet's direction of advance. The fleet, which had been forging straight ahead, came under attack from all sides, and the pressure on it suddenly increased.
"Encountered 100,000 corrupted combat forms."
A red emergency alert appeared on the projection, and the gathered Star Spirits immediately grew serious.
The corrupted combat forms they'd faced earlier, numbering only tens of thousands, had been little more than a warm-up. This was the real test.
The fleet received the urgent report from the Space Fighter Swarm at once. The Imperial Fleet, which had been advancing at a steady pace, quickly dropped out of faster-than-light travel, changed formation, and entered combat mode.
"Boom!"
The flashes from the exploding Nuclear Torpedoes and missiles flickered through the vacuum and vanished. The advancing mass of corrupted combat forms