In its place came a kind of crimson that made one's heart tremble.
That red wasn't a single point of Burst, but spread like a plague.
Beginning from the southeastern seas, it started to engulf the Holy Eastern Empire's plate.
Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, it stained every southeastern trade node, mining marker, and sea lane coordinate red.
The conference room doors slid open at once.
The Federation's Chief Intelligence Executive all but fell inside.
He had lost one shoe, his hair was a mess, the uniform that was always impeccable now drenched through with sweat; he stood at the door, took two gasping breaths:
"Directors, the East… has collapsed… Louis Calvin has completed total occupation of the Holy Eastern Empire and the Golden Feather Flower Church Country!"
Dead silence; the air felt as if it had been sucked out.
Lady Isabella shot to her feet, both hands pressing down hard on the table: "How can it be this fast…"
