What unfolded before the eyes of every power in Gaia shook them to their very core. The entire world was drowned in his water as they watched a fleet of warships enter a wormhole that allegedly connected them to Barnard's Star, many light-years away.
Then, again with Sirius.
Then, again with Procyon.
Three fleets of warships transmitted to three distant light-years despite a pointed absence of the necessary energy.
"This…" Prime Minister James fell to his seat in the Prime Minister's office in the Britannian Empire. "So this is the power of a Martial Transcendent…"
He gritted his teeth, clenching his fists. He had expected that Rui would pull off some shenanigans when he ordered the fleets to gather near the Interstellar Gate despite a marked absence of the energy needed to open a wormhole to distant star systems.
