"How much longer is expected?"
After a moment of silence, the Favored of the Creator asked in a deep voice.
The reporting Favored straightened up and immediately provided the pre-calculated answer:
"When detected, the fleet of the Three Great Civilizations was still at the entrance of this Star Region.
If there are no special measures or accidents, according to calculations, there is about half an hour left."
"Half an hour, almost the same as the result foretold in the prophecy..."
Comparing this result with the earlier prophecy of the Favored in a white robe, a slight sense of reassurance settled in his heart, but it lasted only a moment before the pressure filled him again.
"Half an hour is enough.
The fleet has already fully arrived nearby, and together with the space fortress originally set up there, we should be able to build a defense line before their arrival..."
The Favored calculated in his mind, still feeling uneasy.
