The atmosphere froze at that moment.
The Federation soldiers still could not understand Archibald's intentions. Though filled with doubts, they still dutifully prepared for battle.
It was just that...
This time, fine sweat appeared in everyone's palms.
They were facing a Great Devil God capable of blasting a Star Fortress apart with a single strike!
Facing such a god of slaughter, only an idiot would claim to be certain of victory.
"Our opponent is an SSS-grade mech..."
"The general charged farther ahead than you did," someone beside him snapped irritably.
"I..."
The man who spoke instantly shut his mouth.
If they refused to attack now, they would be disobeying military orders. The Military Police enforcers could execute them at any time.
Thus, after crushing the enemy warships with overwhelming force, the Federation fleet began charging all its weapons at once, points of light quietly blooming from the muzzles.
"Shadow Legion, prepare for battle."
Black's icy voice rang throughout the ship. The few people who had just stepped onto the deck exchanged glances and turned around together.
It was nothing more than a battle.
Others might not know the power of Mu Fan's mech right now, but they knew it all too well.
Having experienced the battle over the Light Ruins, they had a clear understanding of Mu Fan's strength.
A faint murderous aura rose in White Hair's eyes, while even the fat man's expression was exceptionally calm.
At that moment, six elevators rose simultaneously from the Dawn Warship's vicious, blade-like deck. Six enormous arrows of light slowly took shape like flowing liquid.
The arrows aimed into the distance.
The two sides were truly at daggers drawn.
There was neither sorrow nor joy on Mu Fan's face. He was neither surprised nor angry.
They simply stood on different sides.
So,