The Shadow Clan led their main fleet teams to clear out mutant worm creatures, as usual, leaving about a quarter of their forces behind to guard the ships.
Vice Captain Evans was in charge of all defensive affairs of the fleet.
In Evans' view, these routine defense matters carried no danger at all.
With a massive fleet of over a hundred ships, if the mutant worms dared to approach, their energy weapon output alone would be enough to destroy them.
But for some reason, Evans had been sneezing repeatedly today and had a constant feeling of unease.
Not long ago, the Elven Clan had reported that the swarm of mutant worms was showing unusual signs and warned them to stay alert and prepare for battle.
Evans didn't take it seriously.
What a joke.
Since when were the elves so good at reconnaissance?
Unexpectedly, the ship's alarm suddenly blared.
"Report to the Captain! Mutant worm intrusion detected outside the ship!"
