The Anti-Insect Alliance had prepared several gifts for the Insect Queen. This was the most crucial one.
A Controlling Strings race that could exile an entire population of beings who had touched the threshold of ascension would naturally have no trouble dealing with a single insect.
This was probably also why the Insect Queen's movements had become increasingly mysterious.
The level-three civilization in this galaxy wasn't a bunch of bumpkins. On the contrary, they had seen plenty of good things!
However, faced with this plus-version Shrek, the Great Dweller had to admit that he truly had never seen anything like it.
Using such a weapon against a species that wasn't the "Insect Queen" came with a responsibility!
So even though they knew this thing would evolve into something terrifying after absorbing stellar heat, several higher-ups still hesitated.
"I agree," the Milta's holographic projection suddenly spoke.
This was probably mixed with some personal grudge.
After all, who knew why the Book of Coordinated Evolution had no effect whatsoever on that Mr. G!
"I agree as well," the golden-skinned higher-up spoke too.
This also carried some measure of personal grudge.
Since three signatures had been gathered, the remaining two naturally signed as well.
Unexpectedly, yet reasonably enough, the number of civilization higher-ups who ultimately signed was as high as nine.
This wasn't surprising. Some had personal grudges against Mr. G, some had personal grudges against Shrek, and some even had grudges against the Mechanical Overlord.
There were already plenty of unexpected factors on the battlefield.
The fewer, the better.
"Then I'll go make the preparations."
The Great Dweller swept his gaze around and quickly nodded. His body visibly melted into "silver slurry" before disappearing into space.
Quite a few people inexplicably breathed sighs of relief at the sight.
High Engineer realized