Legacy of the Void Fleet

Everyone sighed upon hearing those words and nodded in agreement before quickly taking their seats around the table. Without delay, they began a structured and focused discussion—covering every detail they might need to know or prepare for in the war ahead.

Even though their first confrontation with the Minotaur Clan had ended in an overwhelming victory—and that was before the upgrades the Void Fleet had since received—their strength had increased dramatically over the past hundred years. Thanks to the Universal Domain and the number of elite members they had trained, the fleet under the Imperial Commander had grown more than tenfold in power.

Their advancements weren't just technological—they had expanded from a mere 100,000 personnel to over ten million, and from a modest fleet to one boasting over a hundred thousand ships.

So, while the seven of them gathered to discuss the upcoming war with the Minotaur Clan, they were largely unconcerned with the clan itself. The Minotaurs had once been weaker, and now—faced with the enhanced might of the Void Fleet—they were utterly insignificant.

What truly concerned them, and what the majority of the meeting focused on, was the possibility of an ambush. This concern was not born out of paranoia, but from a warning issued directly by the Imperial Commander—whose judgment they deeply trusted. As such, they treated the matter with utmost seriousness.

The possibility of an ambush wasn't merely theoretical—it was a near certainty. While they may not have fully grasped the true value of the Holy Region they now controlled, they understood one thing clearly: to forces outside this sector, the Holy Region held unimaginable value.

Its existence was bound to attract the greed of powerful enemies. The Minotaurs—realizing they couldn't stand against the Void Fleet alone—would likely attempt to draw others into the conflict to do their bidding. Given that they might be the only race in this corner of the Milky Way, and perhaps even throughout the entire galaxy, who were aware of the Holy Region—a place many considered a forbidden zone—it made sense.

And how did the Void Fleet and the Seven Admirals come to know about this place and its immense value? Well, that was thanks to the Minotaurs themselves.

After all, all this information had fallen into the Void Fleet's hands through Taurus Prime, the flagship of the Minotaur Clan's 7th Light Fleet—led by none other than the Minotaur rat they had deliberately allowed to escape, as part of their own greater plans.

Something they wouldn't have done had they known just how valuable the place they had reincarnated into truly was.