With the Great Destruction raging, few stars in the galaxy were still safe. Thus, the star systems within their current territory were extraordinarily precious to Konak Utopia. Abandoning even a single territory would be a major loss for Konak Utopia.
Even if Konak Utopia could endure such severe losses, the attack had come too suddenly. The citizens of Konak Utopia within the star systems had no time to fully evacuate.
Therefore, no matter what, Konak Utopia's warrior corps had to hold the current Gate World star system.
"Full mobilization! First-level combat readiness! Enemy attack!"
The sturdily built Konak man strode toward the mech hangar.
At the sight of him, the guards stationed in the mech hangar snapped to attention and saluted, then shouted.
"Marshal!"
The marshal looked around before speaking to the guards.
"There is no need to remain on guard here. Come with me to the battlefield. We are short on personnel."
"Yes!"
The mech hangar was a broad, level space. It looked exceedingly simple and tidy without sacrificing beauty, revealing the care its designer had put into it.
The marshal stopped before a wall. There was no road ahead, only a wall of flesh.
This wall was starkly different from the surrounding design. At close range, faint patterns of blood vessels could be seen beneath the lights. The dark brown flesh constantly wriggled, with countless tentacles swaying about. Occasionally, eyes would open and blink as they looked around.
Without the slightest psychological burden, the marshal touched the flesh wall. It dragged him inside and swallowed him completely.
The marshal, though completely swallowed, did not die. Instead, his senses linked with the flesh wall, and his field of vision expanded manyfold. When he came back to himself, he was already within the dock, and everything around him had shrunk