Greenwood World.
Three strange worlds had merged into one.
All three were ocean worlds, but each was different.
One ocean was thick with green algae, another was blood-red, and the last lay lifeless and still.
Aboard Taloy's mothership.
Streams of data flashed past.
Taloy was communicating with his ally.
"Bloody Mary, your fleet is hopelessly outdated! After all this time, you still can't intercept one Prophet."
A commanding voice soon answered.
"Shut up, Taloy. You said it yourself: that bitch is a Prophet. She sees every move we make.
She escapes before we can surround her every time. Your steel fleet needs to put more pressure on her."
At Bloody Mary's furious rebuke, a ripple of indifference passed through Taloy's consciousness.
But remembering the Mechanical Overmind's orders, he said anyway:
"As you command, my Queen Mary I."
Taloy turned his attention to the signal he had locked onto again.
"Hahaha! Little darling, you can't escape! I'd love to know what you really are. Can someone at the transdimensional level truly reincarnate after death?"
A powerful surge of curiosity ran through Taloy.
Meanwhile.
Greenfield was pushing the Greenfield Cruise Ship at full power, traveling five hundred meters below the surface.
She dared not make a sound.
Taloy's fleet had terrifying underwater detection capabilities.
The slightest unusual sonar reading would be caught, exposing her position.
Good thing I made a lot of money lately and upgraded both the engines and the camouflage system. But even that won't buy me much more time... Greenfield stared tensely at the Crystal Ball in her hand, brow furrowed.
Still, her eyes kept drifting to the name on the Virtual Light Screen.
What exactly did he mean just now?
Just then, the world shook.
Mary I and Taloy both looked up at the sky. Greenfield sensed the