Inside the grand command center of the Zenith Vanguard flagship, Emperor Neo Godson sat perfectly relaxed upon his throne.
His abyssal eyes gazed through the massive crystal viewport.
The scale of the Rebel Alliance's defenses was visually overwhelming.
They were literally throwing everything they had into the void to block his path.
He could see countless retrofitted dreadnoughts and hollowed-out cargo ships packed tightly together.
Neo saw the desperate, terrified faces of humans, elves, dwarves, and beastkins pressed against the glass of their doomed vessels. Hundreds of titanic flagship carriers floated right behind the meat shield blockade, overflowing with tens of thousands of rogue Beyonders.
Surrounding them all was a chaotic, buzzing swarm of millions of mechas, their pilots at the ready.
Strictly by the numbers, the rebel coalition possessed a force numbering in the billions. They outnumbered the Zenith Empire almost 100 to 1.
