One-Month Deadline

One-Month Deadline

"Lord Archangel of Death, this is..." On the hangar platform of the Fourth Civilization flagship, the Kohl-class Battlecruiser Northern Land, in the outer space of Terminus Planet, Admiral Matt Horner stared wide-eyed at the terrifying monster before him.

The three-meter-tall monster was covered in abnormally developed muscles, yet its head was small, only slightly larger than that of an ordinary human. It wore heavy armor linked together with iron chains, and black light shone from beneath its helmet.

"The Enlightener. A new... toy," Darth Malthael said. "Send it to Terminus Planet. It will help you wipe out those Clone Troopers. Of course, if there are any Jedi Knights among them, that would be even better... hehehehe..."

"I believe this will be a tremendous asset to our forces." Matt Horner nodded. "But I'm afraid we'll need another three days before we can launch our next offensive."

He felt the presence around Darth Malthael turn icy at once and hurriedly explained, "After breaking through the Republic defense line in the Kilin Wasteland, both the medicine and ammunition of our frontline troops have been pushed to their limits. Furthermore, our fleet suffered severe losses in the recent space battles. We currently face two major constraints..."

Matt Horner shook his head bitterly. He dearly wished the Plague could have joined this battle. But that was not how things could be calculated. The Plague had achieved brilliant results on Kato Neimoidia as well, and had indeed turned the Trade Federation's attitude around.

Compared to the alliance with the Trade Federation, the gains and losses on Terminus Planet truly had to take a back seat.

He took a deep breath and said gravely, "First, the throughput capacity of Manfarr's spaceport has reached its limit. The Engineering Department is constantly expanding it, but the planet's