The scenes on the battlefield continued, while those who had previously wiped out the forces on the main battlefield moved toward the battlefield's periphery. Over there, many other fleets were still waiting—perhaps neither side's armies, some even being civilian warships.
Nevertheless, they didn't intend to let anyone go. Everyone searched for enemies of suitable strength to engage in combat. Meanwhile, the seventh-tier elites from the Blood-colored Empire began moving around to locate other interstellar fortresses.
These interstellar fortresses hadn't joined the battlefield nor aligned with any forces on the scene.
But in the eyes of the Professionals, they were like treasure chests full of experience; how could they let that go to waste?
"Master, shouldn't we take action? If we don't now, we'll lose the opportunity later."
