"Owen..." Only after three seconds did Ye Luo let out a soft call.
"Your servant is here!" Owen jolted all over and immediately replied with the utmost respect.
A faint smile appeared on Ye Luo's face. "Your servant? Since when did the emperor of the Victoria Star Region become a subordinate under me, Ye Luo...?"
The smile on Owen's face did not change as he silently swallowed. "Your Majesty Ye Luo, before your Zerg army attacked each star region, it always issued a notice demanding surrender. We of Victoria knew we were no match for Your Majesty. Although the Alvin Civilization has a powerful foundation, their long years as overlords have left their roots rotten. They are certainly no match for Your Majesty either. While Your Majesty and the Alvin forces were fighting on the front lines, I took it upon myself to contact the leaders of other civilizations willing to submit to Your Majesty. They are now all gathered on Tashier behind us! So not only am I Your Majesty's subject—even the leaders of the other Level Three and Level Four civilizations within the Alvin Star Region are now Your Majesty Ye Luo's people..."
The leaders of all those Level Three and Level Four civilizations had actually gathered on Tashier...
A trace of surprise appeared on Ye Luo's face. He knew that Owen would surely prepare a grand gift to make up for his past mistakes, but he had not expected the gift to be so unique.
All nations had come to pay homage. Before Alvin had even been completely defeated, they had already declared their submission to the Zerg!
After all, beneath the Zerg's advancing blades, surrender was inevitable. Refusing to surrender and submit meant death.
But passively waiting for Ye Luo to summon them was entirely different