At Azrael's command, the warships willing to follow him in surrender quickly moved toward the distant Star Navy Fleet.
One Strike Cruiser of the Minotaurs Chapter withdrew from the Chapter's formation and departed toward the rear of the Imperial Navy Fleet. Clearly, the mortals aboard that Strike Cruiser, along with more than a dozen Space Marines, were unwilling to surrender alongside Azrael.
After receiving Mo Tuo's notification, the warships of the Minotaurs Chapter moving toward the Star Navy Fleet were not attacked. Instead, they were allowed to withdraw from the battle safely.
"Captain Mo Tuo, my mission is complete."
Azrael removed his power helmet, lowered his head, and reported to Mo Tuo.
Mo Tuo looked at Azrael with satisfaction. "Very good. You have completed your mission. Take your battle-brothers down to rest. Once this war is over, further arrangements will be made for you."
"Yes, Captain Mo Tuo," Azrael replied respectfully.
Azrael understood that there was nothing left for him to do. All he needed to do was wait for Mo Tuo's appointment after the war ended. Those who had surrendered no longer had the right to voice their own opinions.
"Let's go!"
Mo Tuo led all the Star Space Marines away from the Battle Barge using the teleportation device, though ten Earth Dreadnoughts remained aboard the Battle Barge.
Azrael raised no objections when he saw this and silently accepted the arrangement.
After Mo Tuo led all the Star Space Marines back to the Emperor-class Battleship, he headed straight for the bridge.
"Mo Tuo, you're back."
Wood, who was commanding the naval fleet in battle, casually greeted Mo Tuo upon seeing him return.
"So, what did we gain this time?"
Mo Tuo strode quickly to Wood's side and turned his gaze toward the glowing holographic display before him. Narrowing his