The area occupied by the creep was forced to retreat continuously by the mechanical legion.
At first glance, the swarm seemed completely unable to resist the mechanical corps.
Even so, Granville still felt uneasy.
The swarm had always been putting up only limited resistance and had never formed a complete battle group.
The real battle had yet to begin.
He had a constant sense of unease, as if the vampires were still secretly gathering strength, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to the spawns.
Granville picked up the microphone and issued orders to the allied race ships. "Everyone, the prism attack array for this mission is now fully prepared, the setup task has been completed, and the fleet is ready to transition. The target area is the orbit of the alien planet."
Beside him, an aide whispered in Granville's ear, "Captain, are we retreating now? The spawns told us to remain in place to protect the prism attack line..."
