Watching the data flashing across the monitor, it had to admit it.
It was panicking.
Although it was only the captain of a small Bosa warship, it had accompanied the Bosa Fleet into several wars, both large and small.
Never mind wars against level two or level three civilizations-it had even fought in more than one war between level four civilizations.
But it had never encountered anything this bizarre!
The magnetic field shield was clearly functioning normally, yet it failed to block anything.
It was as though... this magnetic field shield belonged to the enemy civilization.
The moment that thought surfaced, it took root like a sapling and grew into a towering tree in an instant.
Just as it was about to consider the reasons in detail, the warnings constantly popping up on the monitor and the crew's shrill cries brutally dragged it out of its thoughts.
"Sir!"
"Damage to the outer armor has reached 90%!"
"The Radiation Shielding Layer is being destroyed!"
Its heart sank at the succession of reports.
On every Bosa warship, the Radiation Shielding Layer lay at the very innermost part of the armor. If even that layer was starting to sustain damage, the ship could essentially be pronounced dead.
At that thought, a look of utterly fanatical madness appeared in the small Bosa warship captain's eyes.
"Everyone, prepare to..."
A piercing cry cut off the words on the tip of its tongue.
"S-sir! The attack has stopped!"
It did not answer, only stared blankly at the screen ahead.
It was not blind. Of course it had seen the astonishing sight too.
A mass of Carrier-Based Drones, surrounded by faint blue plasma, hovered silently before their warship, as though waiting for something.
By now, the Bosa warship's exterior had been battered into wreckage by the relentless