The Democracy Fortress was brilliantly lit.
On the silver-white, oval-shaped metal structure, countless bright portholes looked like a beehive.
Four metal beams, each with a diameter of a hundred meters, spiraled around the outer main body of the fortress. Countless long trains of cannons and independently moving beetle-shaped turrets, along with four fearsome heavy fortress cannons, sped along these beams in the universe, akin to soldier bees escorting the queen bee, densely packed.
At this moment, to welcome the arrival of the fleet, the fortress had turned on all its lights.
The navigation tower lights floating outside, the rows of massive moving indicator lights on the fortress's hull, and hundreds of super searchlights crisscrossing and moving back and forth in the air, illuminated the entire airspace as bright as day.
Five black space carriers quietly floated in the void outside the Democracy Space Fortress.
