"This thing? Why are the coordinates wrong!?"
In the endless depths of space, a triangular silver-gray battleship seemed to be passing through a sea of fire, with great masses of golden flames blazing across its hull.
Inside the cockpit, Aryan gazed at the invisible flames outside the observation window with an ugly expression, his eyes filled with irritation.
The flames could not affect the hull in the slightest. They could not even melt ordinary metal.
But all the setbacks along the way were enough to make anyone uneasy.
This "barrier" surrounded the entire Solar System, looking like a wall of fire specifically designed to block pollution.
"My lord, perhaps it was left behind before "we" departed? It should have been set up casually. I just don't know why the coordinates in the records went wrong as well."
Without paying much attention to the wall of fire, a Fourth Order Peak Creator behind Aryan glanced at their current coordinates.
They were a full seventy hours later than planned to arrive at Earth.
They had originally intended to teleport directly to Earth's vicinity. Yet after their first teleportation, they unexpectedly discovered that they had nearly teleported to another galaxy!
The coordinates were completely wrong. If Andrew had not been one of the coordinates, they would have had to recalculate Earth's position based on the structure of the Stars.
They had practically suspected that they would never find Earth!
"Maybe the previous records were wrong. After all, this place was abandoned long ago. It isn't an important location, either."
Behind Aryan, a team member quietly comforted everyone.
He knew that the closer they got to Earth, the more nervous everyone became. After all, their true purpose was still to investigate the whereabouts of that Death Star Level powerhouse.
It was like a group