A Trap Within a Trap

"Attention, all main fleets! Don't let the enemy escape through any gate! Hold them at all costs!"

"Everyone, increase the pressure! We must leave these enemies here forever!"

After such a long time, they had finally seen these bizarre "native" fleets suffer losses. Auben, who had been suppressing his emotions because of the grim battle situation, became excited.

The significance of this battle was immense. These native fleets were not invincible myths like the Supremes. They had limits, and those limits had finally been tested. As the commander-in-chief leading this campaign, Auben knew that he was destined to be recorded in the nation's history and achieve immortality.

Before Auben could indulge too much in fantasies of returning victorious and enjoying the honors due to the commander of this triumph, the situation on the space battlefield underwent a new change...

At some point, a pilot exhausted from repeatedly using Spirit Domain jumps broke away from the mech army pursuing the Leaping Creatures.

The overall situation had already been decided, or at least that was how the pilot saw it. Once the Leaping Creatures began taking casualties, the myth of the bizarre native fleets being undefeatable had been shattered. Thinking this, the pilot stopped overextending himself and planned to find an asteroid for cover and recover some energy.

Yet it was precisely this decision that cost the pilot his life. A small projectile moving at extremely high speed easily pierced the mech, causing the entire machine to explode.

It was a near-light-speed bullet. Its structure was still the same as a near-light-speed shell, but it had been miniaturized. Its overall mass had decreased, so the antimatter required to accelerate it to near-light speed had also decreased.

After that straggling pilot, near-light-speed bullets began appearing throughout every corner of the battlefield. They specifically