He seemed to have thought of something.
He quickly retrieved a distribution map of spatial coordinate nodes from the warship's database.
This was something he had seen in the Mechanical Church as well. For the Mechanical Race, who frequently needed large-scale Warps to deploy troops rapidly, their understanding of space surpassed that of most factions. During his time in the Hive, he had already learned that the Mechanical Church controlled spatial nodes suitable for Spatial Leaps across more than half of the Dark World.
In plain language, these nodes were essentially regions where their research had found space to be relatively weak.
Making Spatial Leaps to these regions.
Could greatly reduce the time they needed and the price they had to pay.
"No wonder you've been fighting for thousands of years. You really do understand each other."
The corners of Lynn's mouth lifted.
"You know each other's behavioral patterns inside out. And given how inflexible your thinking is, setting ambushes and defenses at several key nodes near your destination really could secure some victories on a local battlefield, provided they concentrated their forces."
"Not bad. If that's the case, the Plague Doctors must have set ambushes at plenty of nearby nodes. They didn't want you interrupting me while I rescued the Mother Tree. Heh heh heh."
At that moment.
Lynn finally confirmed once again that those Plague Doctors had been prepared all along. Even the timing of their intervention had probably been meticulously arranged.
Then what was their objective?
To let him rescue the Mother Tree and then leave undisturbed by Warping through the Boundary Gate?
This really was getting more and more interesting.
Click-
Lynn memorized the location in the recorder, adjusted the Monocle, and rapidly played through and fast-forwarded the footage.
After being ambushed, they had attempted to