Captain Gisele’s ship had just completed transition positioning.
"Captain, we’re ready to return to the base at any time."
Captain Gisele let out a soft hum, then turned to Vionne and asked, "Did you notice anything?"
Vionne gently shook his head.
Before departure, Vionne had remained in the main control room, looking out the window toward Fang Heng and the direction of the main fleet.
What were Fang Heng and the others staying behind for?
Weren’t the ores already no longer being collected?
Captain Gisele said, "In that case, let’s initiate transition—"
Suddenly, Vionne noticed something and stared fixedly at the massive Nether Sea ship belonging to Fang Heng.
On the ship, everyone turned their gaze to the distance.
They saw the spawns’ mechanical units transporting large mechanical devices through underground passages into the Nether Sea.
What were those large machines?
They looked like parts of some kind of large installation.
Vionne furrowed his brow deeply.
When a portion of the dark green prism was revealed outside, everyone’s expression changed simultaneously.
It was the positioning device prism from the Star Eye!
He finally realized what Fang Heng had stayed behind to do.
He was trying to take away the entire positioning device of the Star Eye!
This action would likely offend the entire alliance, including the Shadow Clan!
Was he really unafraid?
Vionne and Captain Gisele exchanged glances and saw the same shock in each other’s eyes.
Perhaps out of fear, Vionne’s voice trembled slightly as he said angrily, "What if this drags all of humanity into trouble?"
Captain Gisele, shocked by Fang Heng’s boldness, took a deep breath. Just as he was about to speak, he caught a glimpse of something from the corner of his eye—the Iron-Eating Beast Tribe emerging from underground and entering the Nether Sea.
They were even taking the Iron-Eating Beast Tribe with them?
Captain Gisele froze, then let out a bitter smile.
At that point, he truly had no words left.
It was bold—very bold.
Captain Gisele looked at Fang Heng’s fleet in the distance and slowly said, "Maybe Fang Heng is confident he can handle the Shadow Clan."
Vionne turned back, looking at Captain Gisele with surprise.
The Iron-Eating Beast Tribe shared the same doubts.
Were all humans really this insane?
Did they truly not fear retaliation?
As for the Iron-Eating Beast Tribe, they had no choice.
There had been similar incidents in the past—when the remnants of a species were left behind, the Shadow Clan would retaliate and wipe them out completely.
Rather than wait around to die, they chose to follow Fang Heng.
Better to live miserably than die gloriously.
Every extra day alive was a blessing.
"Mr. Fang, all the materials are ready, and the fleet is ready to initiate transfer."
"Good. Begin the transition procedure."
"Yes, initiating transition."
Fang Heng turned to Chen Yu, who looked like he wanted to say something, and asked, "What’s wrong? Something bothering you?"
Chen Yu took a moment to gather his thoughts before saying, "I’m a bit worried. If we offend the Shadow Clan and their alliance , we might run into serious trouble in the future."
"Don’t worry. We’ll deal with it when the time comes."
Fang Heng curled his lip.
The future? Who knew when that would be?
He was already the Seed of Ouroboros. Sooner or later, the spawns would consider him an enemy anyway.
He wasn’t afraid of the entire spawn system—why would he fear their Alliance?
If they weren’t still useful for now, he would’ve flipped the table already.
"By the way, return to the base first and transport the Star Eye prism. It’s very important to me. Temporarily hand over ship command to the Eastern Federation. I have another important matter to deal with."
"Now?" Chen Yu blinked. "But the transition procedure has already—"
"It’s fine. I have my way back."
Fang Heng nodded lightly, and before the transition initiated, he leaped from the main ship and quickly disappeared from everyone’s sight.
With the destruction of the SSS-level insect nest, the war had entered the final cleanup stage.
The Shadow Clan and other races had just regrouped after clearing the battlefield, preparing to divide the world, when they received shocking news from the Star Eye region: the human forces had dismantled and taken away all the prisms from the Eyes of the Stars.
Not just that, the Iron-Eating Beast Tribe, who were responsible for building the prism zones, had also been taken away.
Everyone was stunned and silent for a moment, needing time to digest the news.
The humans had gone completely insane!
No one had ever dared do such a thing before.
The reasoning given was even more absurd.
They said, "We built it, so we’re taking it."
Robbery, plain and simple!
A Crocodile Clan member said in a deep voice, "Humans didn’t even take us seriously at all!"
The Shadow Clan’s allies were immediately outraged.
Looking back, they realized just how cunning the humans had been.
No wonder they had been so enthusiastic about helping construct the prism towers—they had been eyeing them from the beginning!
It had all been premeditated.
Several Shadow Clan captains exchanged glances.
They had tested humanity’s strength during the battle.
And the humans had, in such a short time, used the chaos of the battlefield to stealthily remove the prisms and the Iron-Eating Beast Tribe...
They couldn’t be underestimated.
"Calm down. The humans’ whereabouts are unknown for now. Even if we want revenge, it won’t be now."
Once the Shadow Clan spoke, the other races fell silent.
Only the Crocodile Clan and the Red Demon Clan cursed silently in their hearts.
Of course, the Shadow Clan wasn’t in a hurry!
But the prism bases and crystals had been supplied by the Crocodile Clan and Red Demon Clan!
If Fang Heng ran off with them, they’d suffer huge losses.
"Publish a joint investigation order to track the humans. If we encounter them again, the Shadow Clan will act."
An hour later, as all the Seeds of Ouroboros were cleared from the battlefield, the various fleets held their final discussions over the ownership of the world’s mines before transitioning away from the main battlefield.
The smaller auxiliary races, having outlived their usefulness, were gradually dismissed and driven out of the world.
Final cleanup operations began.
The Crocodile Clan was especially frustrated, having had their prism defense towers stolen by the humans.
The Iron-Eating Beast Tribe, in addition to construction, had excellent mining capabilities. Originally, they could have been enslaved to mine ore. But now, those duties fell to the spawns’ mechanical units.
Mining efficiency was expected to drop significantly.
And the bad news didn’t stop there.
Mining teams dispatched to the ore fields reported back that ore reserves were drastically lower than expected, less than 20% of what had been anticipated.
What remained was of extremely low quality, barely worth the effort.
Those despicable bastards!