Arrival

Ambition and desire gleamed in their eyes, but they also grew wary of their companions. Wealth was a powerful motivator, and this treasure of the Zerg was more than just money. It represented power and honor; with it, everything they had once coveted might become readily available.

But at the same time, another question arose in their minds: if the race that left behind this legacy was so powerful, what caused their extinction? Or... perhaps they had reached a higher level?

Every civilization, even before venturing beyond their Mother Planet, has been filled with boundless imagination regarding higher technologies and higher dimensions. Although each of their races now reigns over hundreds of star systems, this yearning has not ceased.

Since the civilization that left behind such a legacy is so powerful, it is difficult to completely eradicate it. At least at the level of the Epoch Clan, they are already capable of withstanding most natural disasters. Even if they cannot withstand them, they can definitely detect them in advance and escape.

To exterminate a once-mighty civilization like the Epoch Clan, the only options are for them to bring about their own demise or for a war between equals.

However, in the event of war, most races would not be interested in leaving behind any legacy. Even if they did, their opponents of equal strength would most likely not allow it to fall into the hands of outsiders.

Thinking about it that way, then only the option of courting death remains. Could it be that when this race broke through to a higher dimension, they left behind a memento of their former homeland?

So, did this race succeed or fail? If they succeeded, could they, existing in a higher dimension, interfere here?

"Stop daydreaming. Those are just things from science fiction movies. What it really is, we'll see once we defeat the Zerg." The conference room fell silent for a long time, with each participant letting their thoughts wander, until someone snapped out of their reverie and broke the silence.

"Regardless, we still need to take the Star Gate matter seriously. If they manage to escape, the losses will be enormous."

"I think this matter still needs to be addressed by the Epoch Clan. We can bring it up at the Council of Elders through our people. Since it's inconvenient for us to intervene, only they can stop the construction of the Star Gate."

"It's feasible, but we can't rely entirely on the Epoch Clan. We also need to send out some reconnaissance ships to try and pinpoint the location of the real Zerg."

"Isn't the Zerg Royal Court in that Proxima Star System? I think we could send some people there to gather some intelligence."

"The Zerg are different from ordinary civilizations. We have never seen any ordinary people. It is almost impossible to infiltrate the Zerg. And without a legal identity, it is difficult to stay in Zerg territory for long..." The mysterious man shook his head, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"The intelligence from the Epoch Clan last time said that the Zerg are actually the Rat-folk, right? I think that's very likely. Think about it, their Royal Court is in that Proxima Star System. And every civilization, before stepping out of its Mother Planet, will name one of the surrounding star systems that something like that. And the location of the Zerg's Royal Court is the star system closest to the Rat-folk Star System's system."

"That makes sense. A small group of Rat-folk inherited the legacy, and in order to distinguish themselves from their original race, they moved and changed their names, attempting to sever ties with their former selves."

"Heh, but how could such a connection be so easily severed?"

"The Rat-folk civilization has a complete social structure, countless Rat-folk people, and most importantly, they primarily follow a technological path. To us, they are no different from a primitive society."

"But infiltrating a primitive society is much easier."

"Then we can try to find a way to infiltrate the Zerg, or pinpoint Zerg location to prevent them from escaping."

"Hehe..."

Each person spoke at their own pace, clarifying their thoughts.

"But the Rat-folk planet is deep within the Zerg territory; it won't be easy to sneak over there."

"Of course, the great Epoch Clan should take the lead in this kind of thing."

"That's right. Perhaps this kind of covert confrontation can reveal more about both the Epoch Clan and the Zerg."

"Isn't that exactly what we wanted to achieve?"

Undercurrents of conspiracy are brewing and surging, but on the surface, a calm remains. Time, detached from worldly affairs, pays no heed to these trivial matters and continues to advance according to its own laws.

Year after year, until...

In the vast void, a colossal warship, 4,500 meters long, suddenly leaped out of the void. A total of 156 massive main cannons pointed forward, with hundreds of secondary gun emplacements scattered throughout its surface. Its Blade- sharp hull, combined with deliberately sharp protrusions and crimson paint, made it appear exceptionally ferocious.

The moment this peculiar warship emerged from warp space, it displayed excellent military discipline, ejecting hundreds of small, spherical detectors from their concealed launch silos. Simultaneously, rows of the warship's lights illuminated, and its radars were fully operational...

"Welcome, esteemed Lashudia Clan. The surrounding 0.01 light-year radius has been cleared. You may land with confidence." A message suddenly came in. Through Mowei's connections, the Coalition Army already knew the location and exact arrival time of the Lashudia Clan fleet and had cleared an area of airspace in advance for the fleet's arrival.

Nearly eight years have passed since the Ketu Clan withdrew, and during these years, fleets of various races have continuously arrived at the front lines.

The total number of warships stationed at the front has increased to more than three billion, all of which are stationed 1.5 light-years away from the Zerg No. 1 and Zerg IX star systems. In addition, countless reconnaissance instruments and patrol vessels make this vast star field appear extremely crowded.

Therefore, this location is no longer suitable as an escape point for warp drive. There are too many unknown interferences, and a forced escape would be extremely dangerous. If they were to encounter any vegetation, the ship could be destroyed and everyone on board could perish. A large-scale fleet escape would be even more dangerous.

When other races' reinforcement fleets first arrive, they usually find a safe place far behind the front lines, or even behind several star systems at the front, and then jump out. But if they do that, it will take them several years to reach the front lines using conventional power.

To save time and to highlight their special status, the Lashudia Clan requested the Coalition Army' cooperation in their escape operation through Mowei.

The escape of over two hundred million warships requires a vast area, and the Lashudia Clan also demands to save as much time as possible, which means an even larger area is needed.

However, there was no other way. As a special existence outside the Inner-Ring Civilizations, the arrival of the Lashudia Clan was not only a powerful ally but also a shot in the arm for the various tribes on the front lines. Therefore, they were indeed entitled to make some additional demands.