The Inquisition Fleet advanced through the galaxy, sweeping away every member of the Destruction's army wherever it went. Although the Antimatter Legion clearly held the geographical advantage in terms of numbers, unfortunately, the rule that a powerful outsider could not defeat a local tyrant did not apply to the Inquisition. As far as the Inquisition was concerned, local tyrants existed to be crushed outright.
At present, the Inquisition Fleet was like an elephant, advancing slowly but steadily and destroying every enemy that dared to stand in its way.
There were no exceptions.
"Is this how the Inquisition fights? I still can't get used to it."
Ellie stretched and muttered. As Fusion Warriors who had always fought against Honkai, Ellie and the others excelled at protection, not invasion. But the Inquisition now resembled a butcher's knife, coldly and ruthlessly destroying every enemy in its path. It was, to some extent, difficult for Ellie to get used to.
Strictly speaking, their enemies weren't exactly good people either... It was just that they had originally been engaged in small-scale skirmishes on a single planet, only to suddenly find themselves facing a war on a cosmic scale. It was, in some ways... difficult to adapt to.
But...
Thinking of this, Ellie looked out the window—or, more precisely, toward the area not far behind their battleship, where one spaceship after another was following them.
But they were not Inquisition warships.
At first, there had only been one or two, but now they had nearly formed a fleet of several dozen warships on their own.
Of course, the spaceships in this world were relatively small. At least from the Inquisition's perspective, all these warships combined were not even as large as the Inquisition's flagship.
And the people aboard those ships were not soldiers fighting the Antimatter