The transport craft began to descend.
Through the porthole, the silhouette of Xingjing appeared below the clouds.
The Federation's capital was ablaze with lights against the night sky. Towering clusters of buildings rose like a steel forest, and the sky-lanes flowed with dazzling colors as countless aircraft traversed them in orderly streams, like fireflies.
Compared to the desolate X-24 Star Domain and the bizarre N-33 Star Domain, this was the civilized world.
Xu Wuyi took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
'The mission is complete.'
The feint had drawn out four sub-kings, and they had killed three of them. He Yayin's squad had successfully captured the living mother-nest core. The Feathered People's experimental base had been crippled.
The results were spectacular.
The transport craft landed at a designated berth in the Third Military Spaceport. When the cabin door opened, Xu Wuyi saw people already waiting outside.
