In the cosmos, a fleet sailed through space. Starlight scattered across its hulls, casting the distinctive sheen of metal. From the style of the warships, it was easy to tell that this fleet belonged to the Holy Womb Confederation.
On the flagship's bridge, a group of unusual intelligent beings sat together. They broadly resembled octopuses, with a head and a mass of tentacles beneath it. However, they were not aquatic creatures. Their bodily fluids contained a high concentration of sulfuric acid. Though they looked similar to octopuses, physiologically, they were complete landlubbers.
These beings were the most powerful group within the Holy Womb Confederation—the royal family.
The royal family was not like the kings and nobles of Earth. They were an entire species. Every individual of the royal family was aboard this fleet. They had left the territory of the Holy Womb Confederation some time ago, and it would still be a while before they reached their destination.
"Ultimately, the Supremes are still stronger," one royal said.
The royal family had been closely following the situation in the Inari Radiance Nation, the main battlefield between the Coordination Council and the Amoeba.
The brutality of it left them trembling with fear. They had never imagined a war could reach such a point, much less that a group of natives could temporarily hold back the Supremes' offensive. Even sixth-tier hegemonies would not dare dream of such a thing, yet a group of natives had accomplished it.
"Tch, who would have thought that a mere group of natives could contend with the Supremes' arbitration and punishment?"
"Though they're at a disadvantage in the war, it's already terrifying enough. This is something even the sixth tier cannot achieve."
Thinking of this, the royals could not help but marvel. They were enemies, but that did