Against the dim starry sky, six small silver warships trailed six long tails behind them.
Arlin stood there, gazing at the outer space reflected in the armor plating. He stood there for a full hour... It was said that the stronger one became, the more insights one could gain from the stars. No one knew what Asura's true path of cultivation was. At the very least, no one aboard this warship could understand Arlin's path of cultivation, so everyone tactfully refrained from disturbing him.
After a full three hours, Arlin suddenly sighed, his eyes filled with regret. Without turning his head, he continued watching the celestial bodies recede behind them as he softly asked, "You've been waiting for me for two hours. Is there something important?"
Ten meters behind him, Ethan bowed and answered softly, "It's Kust from Troy. Over the past three hours, he has submitted thirty communication requests..."
"Ethan, my path lies in cultivation. You're better than I am when it comes to politics. Whatever he wants, you can handle it..."
Ethan shook his head. "This concerns diplomatic relations between the spiral arms. It could even start a war..."
Arlin interrupted him. "When has Gibraltar ever feared anyone? Isn't it just our relationship with the Zerg? The Zerg really went too far this time... It's necessary to give them a warning..."
"I understand..."
Ethan withdrew, crossed the bridge, and arrived at the captain's cabin. Just then, another communication request came through.
Kust's anxious face appeared before Ethan. Upon seeing him, Kust was clearly disappointed once more. "Captain Arlin still hasn't awakened?"
Ethan shook his head. "Captain Arlin said... these matters are my responsibility..."
"That's wonderful. Let's act!" Ecstasy appeared on Kust's face. "Let the Zerg know what punishment their actions deserve!"
Ethan's gaze was sharp. "Kust, the five