After Hope One arrived and anchored steadily, a minor commotion rippled through the camp of the alien races, which still numbered around fifteen thousand. However, this disturbance paled in comparison to the cheers of the human survivors, so much so that many simply forgot the enemies were even there. Once Almighty Su arrived, the survivors viewed the alien races as sitting ducks. Their fate was sealed; the only question was when they would die.
Lu Yongyi rubbed his hands together. He chose to remain silent as he watched Su Mo gaze at the enemy lines with a bright, excited smile.
