Epoch of Twilight

In the dark abyss of space, 6 vessels of the Reactionless Drive fleet were cruising at a high speed, away from the Glassian planet in a panic.

Many vessels were a few kilometers behind them. Approximately ten thousand regular airships were intercepted by a myriad of space fighter jets. Every vessel was fighting for itself, running in every direction. Every couple of minutes, some of them would blow up, decorating the space around them with a bright light from the explosion.

There were flashes of light in every direction and countless Glassian casualties floated throughout the entire star system.

There’s a saying, "A fall into the pit, a gain in your wit."

Under these sort of life and death circumstances, the Glassian army’s intelligence had been enhanced significantly. These eight vessels of the Reactionless Drive fleet had managed to successfully pass through the lockdown by the space fighter jets using their light-speed capabilities. They left a few days worth of blank data in the optical detection system of the humans and immediately canceled the standard flight mode.

Being extra cautious to avoid detection by the spatial wavelengths and flares from their conventional engines, the 6 vessels of the Reactionless Drive fleet formed a formation. They had been extra careful flying at a low speed. Every engine thruster had been shut off and it was as if the entire Glassian War Fleet were thoroughly merged with the shadows in the dark. This assisted the vessels in escaping the sector without making a single sound.

Their luck was not bad at all. After a few days of flying at low-speed, they had successfully escaped the maximum detection range of the humans and began their journey into an unknown star system.

In reality, the diameter of a star system was terrifyingly huge, it’s radius could reach up to hundreds of billions of kilometers. Even if the 11,000 space fighter jets of Mankind had been multiplied by ten, a hundred, or even a thousand times, it would be impossible to fully lock down the entire star system.

...

Within one of the Reactionless Drive warships, several Glassian refugees were squeezing in the residential deck. Not many of them were talking. While facing the pessimistic future, it caused all the Glassians to feel down and depressed. An uneasy tension began building up in the air, slowly filling the entire airship.

To them, the time after these days would a nightmare. No, it was even scarier than a nightmare.

A once prosperous civilization had come to an end.

They were forced to leave their homeland and escape into the unknown.

Not to say the Glassian had customarily wasted the empty space on the militarized war vessel, but at this moment, this decision had brought enormous benefits. The whole militarized war vessel managed to fit almost 8 million refugees inside. If this was the war vessel of the humans, perhaps not even a thousand refugees could fit inside.

The whole fleet could fit about 50 million refugees.

The Glassian had more than just 6 Reactionless Drive ships. They had been building this type of airships long before the humans did. It was 50 years ago when the first experimental Reactionless Drive ship had appeared on the surface of the Glassian Planet. However, the technology at that time was immature and the building process was difficult. A total of 20 years was used to assemble a total of 12 vessels of the first generation ships and these were used in the expedition mission against Mankind.

In the following era, they continued building more vessels to prepare in advance for a time of need.

The Glassians had a low requirement from their military as their countries were united and there were no enemies; because of this, military affairs were not the main priority and the humans were not able to spark the Glassian’s interests during that time. That conquest mission had managed to push them to assemble these types of warships. To the Glassians, it was never about prioritizing the mission. Rather, it was supposed to be a test for their experimental technology. Destroying the humans just happened to be something that happened alongside their test missions.

Up until the expedition mission’s failure did the Glassians finally begin to pay attention to the humans. Using the original blueprints of the Reactionless Drive warships and their large-scale factories, the Glassian had continuously constructed fifteen more vessels in the past years. When these numbers added up to the previously constructed ships, they had a total of eighteen vessels.

It was just before the crisis reached them that they had each escaped on their own. Even before society had crumbled, a large part of the Glassian fleet had already collapsed. Until now, they were still clinging to the government’s grip, leaving their home planet with only six vessels.

Amidst the war ship’s control cabin, the Glassian head of state that was previously in a state of shock suddenly asked in a hoarse voice, "Where are we currently located?"

In the past few days, his mental state was rather unstable. Anxiety and confusion had thoroughly filled up his heart and up till now, it’s been days since the last he slept. Every time he closed his eyes, he heard countless people screaming for help and begging for mercy.

"The distance from our home planet is approximately 6.5 light days." The commander at his side respectfully answered him.

"Are there any signs of movement on the alien spaceships these past few days?"

"Until now, we have not detected anything regarding the enemy’s spatial wavelength disruptions. They remain in the outer sector of our star system." The commander’s face showed a hint of sadness. As for the reason of this sadness, everyone knew that within the fleeing airships, all of them were their own kin.

The head of state could no longer hold back his facial expressions. He briefly closed his eyes for a moment, then stood up quivering and said, "This... This is the catastrophe of the Glassians. We have been too comfortable for far too long. We’ve even forgotten how cruel and terrifying the universe is!"

In the control cabin, everyone slowly stopped working. Everyone was frozen and were listening to the head of state’s speech.

"If we were to unite our power, strive at work, stand together as one, and actively prepare for war, perhaps the current the situation would be very different."

One savvy military officer had established a conference call, allowing the head of state’s voice to be spread to all the other vessels.

"If we had taken note of that devil-like race from the very first moment, these devil spawns would have probably been thoroughly destroyed by us." His voice carried an endless sense of regret.

"However, there are no ’ifs’ in anything and there’s no turning back time. Even in this location, we’re not too far away from our home system, our home. Those devils are still killing all our people and their bodies will become cosmic dust."

"However, I still believe, this is not the end. This catastrophe will not be the downfall of the Glassians. Instead, it’ll be a brand new beginning. We still have our best scientists and our brightest scholars..."

At this moment, the A.I.’s warning had unexpectedly rung up at the control deck, drowning out his voice.

"Warning! Warning! Unknown changes in the surrounding gravitational force has been detected. The ship is now coming to a stop."

"Warning! Warning! Unknown changes in the surrounding gravitational force has been detected. The ship is now coming to a stop."

...

"What’s the problem?" The head of state asked in a voice full of panic.

"We’re being pulled by a mysterious gravitational force, the whole airship is stuck in the same spot!" One of the crew members promptly answered after searching for the reason.

"How is this happening? Is this normal?"

Everyone stood quietly. Looking pale, the head of state stared at them and immediately knew what was going on. He had a bad feeling about this.

In the next moment, the screen in the middle suddenly flashed a few times and almost immediately, a human-like figure had appeared on the screen.

Every Glassian present looked at the screen in fear, an inexplicable panic had gradually spread through them. This figure was standing out in space and it looked like a blurry image. It was as if the surrounding lights had been altered by him.

The figure had eyes without the slightest hint of emotion in it. Through the screen, he stared through everyone’s soul, causing all the Glassians to shiver in fear and their minds to go blank.

"Glassians?" The opposite side seemed to be speaking in a bizarre language.

Before all the Glassian had the chance to hear what he said, the Glassian warship had disintegrated into atoms instantaneously. At the same time, all the Glassians had also disintegrated into atoms.