Three hundred and twenty-five years ago.
Tyren Domain.
In the pitch-black, boundless depths of space, countless points of light glittered.
They were not distant stars, but glowing giant insects, each as massive as a satellite.
These giant insects were linked head to tail at even intervals, arranged in impeccably orderly lines. They converged into streams of pale blue light, large and small, drifting and circling through the weightless vacuum.
At the center of those glowing rivers floated a planet covered in chitin and fungal carpets.
It was Berg, the Overlord Star of the Tyren Domain.
"Fatso, tell me honestly. Did you really come to this Tyranid nest to ask Daenerys for help?"
"You're sure you didn't just use that as an excuse to come here and settle scores with the Tyranid Queen Mother?"
Staring at the quietly floating planet in the distance, the Rimewind King asked worriedly, "We've been old friends for so many years. Don't screw me over!"
"If I said I came to settle scores, would you refuse to come?" Octopus Lady cast a sidelong glance at the elemental spirit beside her and asked coolly.
"Damn, how could that be?" The Rimewind King's voice instantly rose several octaves.
"I'm just worried I haven't prepared thoroughly enough!"
"If you don't tell me beforehand, then if you start fighting that Tyranid Queen Mother later, I might not be able to help right away!"
"You wouldn't want me to only be able to cheer you on from the sidelines, would you?"
As he spoke, the Rimewind King gradually backed away, clearly intending to make a run for it.
However, before he had moved very far, a tentacle wrapped around his neck and irresistibly dragged him back to Matilda's side.
"Don't worry, I'm not here to settle scores."
"It's been so many