In the void of the starry cosmos, a dark golden battleship sped through space.
The main control room was silent.
Two minutes ago, they had completely lost communication with the planetary headquarters.
"Report, Consul. The Seven Realms Martial Capital alliance has sent a message. They detected the Insect Planet departing, and all races are keeping their distance to observe the planet's latest status."
Xius sat on the tall golden throne, veins bulging on his forehead as he suppressed his wrath.
"Seed of Ouroboros!"
He had never imagined that one day he would be toyed with by such a tiny worm.
"Pursue."
Xius said coldly, "If you can't catch it, then you will perish along with it."
Immediately, the air in the control room seemed to solidify.
The Consul had never seen a God Clan member so enraged. Steadying his mind, he said, "Sir, please calm yourself. We have tracked the Insect Planet's entire trajectory and are already pursuing it. We are rapidly closing the distance."
