At the sight of Zeus standing at the bow, Panla snapped upright, looking as though he had seen a ghost.
He knew Zeus all too well.
Ever since Otan had created them, they had spent thousands of years fighting. They could recite one another's armor thickness and core output with their eyes closed.
But now, the oppressive force that pierced the vacuum and bore directly down on their core processors was nothing the Jupiter God Zeus should have possessed.
"That's—"
A deep voice rang out on the bridge.
Hearing it, Panla and Arest turned at the same time to look at the head sealed in mystic ice.
"The Galaxy Star."
Saron uttered those words.
He made no attempt to hide the greed in his voice, like a wolf that had gone hungry for half a month catching sight of a bloody steak.
"But that doesn't make sense, Lord Saron."
Arest raised his head and asked in confusion, "You and Apollo should be the only ones capable of touching the Galaxy Star.
"What gives Zeus the right to—"
"That little thing on his shoulder."
Saron's voice was low and eerie.
Following Saron's gaze, Arest and Panla enlarged the holographic image.
A person sat on the edge of Zeus's broad right pauldron.
He belonged to the same species as the humans on Earth they had mocked earlier.
But now, the Galaxy Star's energy made this human look like a god—
"How could—something like this happen?!"
Panla gritted his teeth, his face full of disbelief.
If Zeus or another Star God had mastered this power, he could have accepted it.
But a human?!
"Let's begin."
Zhang Qi spoke softly.
In his palm, the nebula inside the Galaxy Star began to spin, and multicolored light surged wildly through Zeus's energy circuits.
The sheer force