Under the night sky, two fully armed stealth combat spaceships were ready to go.
A group of people stood in neat rows on the ground. Fully armed combat mechs had already boarded the ship, while the ground hosted the final pre-departure ceremony.
Only intelligent species care about such ceremonial feelings; the AI would have just started directly.
"Is everyone ready?"
"Ready!" ×110
"Board the ship!"
The aura exuded by this group of people was such that even the weakest among them was a strong figure in Earth Order. Any individual here would be a significant figure elsewhere, yet here, no one stood out, resembling a disciplined army.
Each person was clad in top-grade, concept-level, tactical armor not yet mass-produced, individually tailored and optimized. The surface was engraved with dense runes, offering strong protection and effectively enhancing various skills.
"Are you sure you don't want me to accompany you?"
