In the Mist Sea, a massive starship flew through the gray mist.
Traces of battle covered the starship. Countless claw marks crisscrossed its hull, fire and lightning had scorched broad swaths of it black, and corrosive liquids had left mottled patches of erosion.
Many Energy Cannons were already damaged, covered in corrosion and stains of blackened blood.
The deck was littered with mutilated Mutant Beast corpses and blood. Numerous wrecked mechas lay among them, while Mecha Warriors stood panting with weapons in hand, their armor covered in scratches and filthy blood.
"Clean up the battlefield! Clear away the Mutant Beasts! Throw the low-value ones straight into the sea!"
At the order, mechas responsible for cleanup and disassembly poured onto the deck. They began processing the Mutant Beast corpses, cleaning the deck, and hauling the wrecked mechas away for rescue and repairs.
One low-value Mutant Beast after another was pushed into the sea. Countless vicious fish immediately fought to devour them, and blood burst across the surface.
They had already fought battles like this more times than they could count. Mutant Beasts were endless in the Mist Sea, and with such a massive starship brazenly traveling across it, attacks were unavoidable.
But the starship's propulsion system was still undergoing emergency repairs. It could neither rise high into the sky nor travel quickly. Even its defensive shields could not be activated, and its weapons systems could not operate under load.
With only basic defensive weapons and mechas available, the starship could only rely on those weapons, the mechas, and the Liquid Metal Warriors to weather the attacks head-on.
Beep, beep, beep!
Before the cleanup was even finished, the shrill alarm sounded again. Countless red dots on the radar were closing in from every direction.
"Defensive cannons, ready!"
"Mecha Warriors, prepare for battle!"