Once the curtain of war had been raised, bloodshed and death were sure to follow.
Mottled Blue needed to occupy more planets with high ocean coverage, because only by evolving a sufficient number of Triangular Body warriors could they gain the strength to wage war against godly civilizations like the Angels and God River at the same time.
From beginning to end, Mottled Blue had never counted on those Beast Bodies that had defected to them. Using them against low-level God River Body civilizations was one thing, but sending beings whose greatest strength was only Cosmic Class against godly civilizations? Only someone whose brain had short-circuited would make such a decision. They might be regarded as cannon fodder, but cannon fodder still needed to be worth something.
Naturally, the God River Body side could not allow Mottled Blue to continue growing stronger. With such enormous ideological differences between them, the scope of the Form War was easy to imagine.
Through the Great Clock, Kiran divided the Known Universe into four war zones. The area—or rather, volume—of each war zone was calculated in square or cubic light-years as the basic unit.
Many large and small factions in the God River Body world capable of space warfare understood what this war meant and voluntarily joined in.
Of course, quite a few civilizations still held onto wishful thinking. Some were even foolishly playing petty tricks, hoping to reap the benefits while the others fought.
Neither the Angels nor God River could be bothered with those idiots whose brains had been clouded by greed. They had neither the time nor the inclination. Or rather, the Angels and God River would not lower themselves to argue with them. It was beneath them.
Whether those civilizations survived or were destroyed by the war's spread, no one