The blood red triangular ship stopped on a mountain in a desolate mineral planet.
In the other regions of this planet, there were 30 enormous interstellar battleships, along with a ship for the pagoda squadron of the gold horn race…at the core of the battle ships lay the Yun Mo planet ship.
Within a dining hall inside the yun mo planet ship.
"How long will we wait?" The armored youth said impatiently as he ate, "Why hasn’t the information system department given us the exact location of our target, we don’t even know where he is right now and we have no way to make a move, are we to simply just wait here?"
"Be quiet."
The gold armored old man glanced at him.
"Await the order!" The tall and skinny 9th army leader said coldly, "The information system wouldn’t care about your complaints."
The armored youth pouted.