In the cosmic, a cosmic warp ship with the Munro family's symbol was flying at light speed.
It shuttled through the natural wormholes with familiarity, following the route as planned by the Hongqi Supernet and gradually going deeper into the Ancient Battlefield Milky Way.
"This pirate group is very good at gathering information. To think they know so many natural wormholes, better than 99% of the starships in the Ancient Battlefield." Munro Mengju kept a close watch on the radar. His bodyline was like a cheetah's, and it was extremely beautiful.
"Unfortunately, there's a cosmic wormhole 450 light years ahead, but they can't enter." Munro Ruiwen held a glass of red wine, a confident smile on his fair face.
"It's just a weak two-star pirate group, after all. They don't even have a cosmic warp starship." Munro Moulao's tiger eyes were bright.
