"What is happening?!"
Ten seconds after the last warp, this question was issued across all over the Hope. The things that unfolded before their eyes were too weird and too illogical.
Outside of the Hope, a great amount of unknown things were changing…
Unknown things, because it was hard to tell what they were. Globs of unknown gyrating masses were shifting not far away from the Hope. Some of them were illogically large, the smallest of them being several thousand square meters, while the larger ones were bigger than the Hope, as large as a small planet.
These unknown masses filled up the space around the Hope. Some of them were metallic, others looked like rocks, flesh tumors that looked suspiciously like the zerg’s mother nest, and rolling fire and ice. They were all still changing and shifting.
