Jason Quinn and his fleet of ships were the first to start the search for Alexander the moment they got his SOS message.
They had been interested in Alex for quite some time now. Unfortunately, the security around the boy made it impossible to get to him.
However, things were different now, and while dangerous, it was a mission Jason couldn't refuse from his boss. Even if it wasn't, he was personally interested in Alexander.
After calling Daniel back, they had travelled for days to reach the Eternal Maelstrom, and while they made it through, they lost one of their ships.
That was at least thousands of lives with strength ranging from Class D to Class B. But the mission must go on.
Gaining the power to over stuff like that was why it was important to get to the boy.
"How long till we get to the antenna?"
Jason asked his men, his hands clasped behind him as he stared straight ahead. The S-Tier Hunter was a one-horned human standing at 2. 6 meters and had long dark hair tied behind him.
His demeanor was that of a veteran hunter and leader as his very tone commanded respect from his men.
Beside him was the only person who had managed to make contact with their target before all this began: Daniel Harper, a recently turned Class B hunter.
Of course, there were others around Jason and they were his actual right-hand men as they were Class A hunters.
"Roughly three days, sir."
The reply was a welcomed one as they had been on this journey for weeks now and had multiple close encounters with the dangers of the Nether Region.
"The journey should be relatively safe for now. Call me when we arrive." Jason said, and without a reply, his figure flickered and disappeared.
"Yes, sir!" Still, the men responded.
Jason was a ruthless man when he needed to be and didn't hesitate to put his own men down when necessary.
Daniel and the others continued to monitor the travel, remaining at their spots. They knew even without being there, their leader could still see them with his senses.
If they had the senses to put an entire planet under their observation, how much more a Class S hunter?
'Hopefully, no more accidents occur,' he thought inwardly.
Three days later, several ships jumped out of multiple hyperspace tunnels and came to a stop, floating in the vast emptiness of darkness; at least to those with normal eyes.
Several millions of kilometres away was an obscured device floating alone, yet remained in a certain radius, never straying from its position.
The only reason it had remained there for as long as it did was because the area it was placed did not have any matter void creatures would be interested in.
Far behind the antenna was a galaxy plunged in a perpetual storm of cosmic radiations from the clashing energies, star explosions and a plague of void creatures with varying strength.
Even with no one saying a word, they all knew that was where Alexander was likely to be, but looking at the galaxy, they wondered if it would be possible to even enter.
"The ships will remain here; we'll continue with the landing crafts."
Jason appeared out of nowhere and said, but the crew were already used to his antics, so barely anyone reacted to his appearance.
And no one dared to object either. With him here, even Class A void creatures were no match.
The only thing they had to watch out for were the veil tears, spaces and cosmic mana waves. Of course, the universe-born calamities were part of that list.
Everyone knew who was going and who was staying behind as they moved to make their preparations.
And while they did, Jason remained in place, staring at the monitors taking readings from the mess of a galaxy in the distance.
'It's incredible that someone can survive in that mess with no problem.' Jason thought, slightly shaken by the facts.
A galaxy like that was no better than dead, with the dreaded energy of all living beings almost everywhere, yet someone had the ability to travel through that mess with no issues.
'It's been known for some time that the energy he uses is void energy… So, if he has been trapped in a veiled space for that long, how strong would he have gotten? A Class D, C or maybe even a B?'
It was hard to tell as there were no existing criteria for Alex's unique situation as only through research and experiments can it be deduced.
A small smile flashed briefly on his face before disappearing. Even if someone was looking at him, they wouldn't have noticed as he was currently in his heightened state where everything about him sped up to match his power level.
"Everything is ready for our departure, sir?"
Daniel came forward to inform, already in his armour along with the others. Jason snapped out of his heightened state and acknowledged the words.
"Make sure to stay out of sight and should anyone else arrive, send a message."
"Yes, sir!"
Once again, the crew replied and quickly got to work. Once the main force stepped out, they would put the ships in stealth mode and off any radar that may attempt to scan for them once they arrived.
Jason and his men, numbering in the hundreds and with strength ranging from D-tier to A-tier, were a force to be reckoned with. Yet, this force was here for a single person.
They quickly entered the landing crafts that were the size of normal planes and bolted forward as their motherships opened short hyperspaces to cross the distance to the ruined galaxy.
"Prepare for anything, and remember, the plan is to first offer a helping hand and only resort to force when it fails. Am I understood?"
Jason reminded as he stood before the seated men with a live feed being sent to the other vessels. However, his eyes shifted to Daniel as only he had a familiar face Alex could recognize.
"Yes!"
It was finally time to have Alexander for themselves and this time, Hunter Zol was not around to save him.