The next two minutes of reporting were truly agonizing for the two leaders of the Imperial Advisory Group. Perhaps because their hearts had already begun to sink, the communications officer's steady, utterly businesslike voice, devoid of the slightest inflection, seemed to carry a chilling gloom that made their hearts pound.
Still, to give credit where it was due, the communications officer was very good at organizing and conveying information. It had really taken him only two minutes to explain the whole situation.
In short, Unity Fortress—the ancient space city that had held back the Galactic Coalition for half a year and cost hundreds of thousands of lives and immeasurable effort to capture—had been destroyed outright. All that remained in the Dawn Pass system was an irregular solid sphere, nearly a hundred times smaller than before. Needless to say, everything still inside the fortress—people, warships, and buildings alike—had probably been crushed into two-dimensional forms.
There was no question about it: this could only have been the work of the people of Earth.
Before the Ring of Miracles was discovered, this had been the greatest Enlightener creation ever found in this era! And now it had been destroyed? The people of Earth were the most insanely wasteful vandals in history, practically criminals against the entire universe!
Shamein knew it was a double standard, but he couldn't help thinking it.
The fleet stationed at Unity Fortress had naturally been wiped out to the last ship. That included the Mountain God Gandarang. It was also the first Titan-class ship the Galactic Empire had lost in battle in over a century.
Even during the Seventh Galactic War, half a century ago, when the Empire and the Alliance had turned the entire Fermo Star Region into a sea of fire, they hadn't lost a single Titan.