Alarms blared in a blinding red hue. Countless hidden firepower matrices emerged, unleashing a frenzy of energy bombardments. Mech-powered battle suits and elite Reaper warriors sprang into action, blocking the path with everything they had. They were even resorting to suicide explosions just to slow the two of them down.0

But in the end, these two ‘bandits’ still broke through all the layers of defenses. They were like two rat droppings falling into a pot of congee, utterly disrupting the system.0

They shattered all thirty-eight layers of the outer energy shield surrounding the green landmass and managed to pierce through, charging straight in. At the moment they were just a thousand kilometers from the surface. 0

Then, all the warships, mechs, and Reaper elites pursuing them suddenly stopped. They did not continue the pursuit. It was as if there was an invisible chasm, one they dared not cross. Eventually, the Reaper army withdrew. The battlefield debris in outer space was swiftly and thoroughly cleared away.0

Far away, in an invisible star fortress tens of thousands of kilometers from the green continent, a figure sat solemnly on the Throne of Power. It was Delta, the Death God's Eye, supreme ruler of his faction.0

He waved a hand, dismissing all his confidants from the grand hall. A strange smile appeared on Delta’s face as he sat alone in the vast, majestic, yet chillingly desolate temple.0

“Heh… heh...0