"I'll create the situation you desire. I only hope you won't disappoint me—Matisse."
Durandal murmured to himself.
On the screen, the enormous beam cannon protruding from the lunar surface was slowly opening.
Matisse hoped to seize control of the Atlantic Federation's remaining forces and gain power through the vanished Genesis α.
Durandal was more than happy to see such a situation unfold.
He had never expected the Destiny Plan to be accepted by everyone. To that end, it was absolutely necessary to completely wipe out all resistance.
The remaining forces at the Lunar Base and Lacus Clyne's group were the last factions still capable of resisting.
But compared to Lacus Clyne's small force,
the troops at the lunar Arthus Base were far more formidable. Most of the remaining main forces of the Atlantic Federation and even the Earth Alliance were stationed there.
So at this moment, the best course was to have someone gather them together again, then wipe them out in one blow.
Otherwise, terrorists and the like would be quite the headache.
Upon receiving news of military activity at Arthus, the Minerva immediately departed Daidalus Base and headed for the other side of the moon.
Things would not go so smoothly after all. That was how Talia viewed the remnants of the Alliance's actions.
Arthus and the colonies were only a stone's throw apart. If this wave of activity could not be contained, the world would descend into chaos once more.
With the balance of power among nations now disrupted, there were plenty of people plotting trouble.
The Moon Fleet had already gone to intercept them.
Just as Talia was tense with worry, she suddenly heard Bato cry out, "A high-energy source has appeared on the far side of the moon!"
"What?"
The sudden report startled her.
Bato