Julius had yet to escape the pain of losing his son when the Zerg declaration of war nearly made his lungs explode with rage!
He had smashed nearly everything breakable in the imperial palace hall to pieces. "Declare war on me?!! He killed my son—it should be me declaring war on him! I only refrained from openly declaring war because I was wary of the Pusilan Federation, yet he actually dared to beat me to it? Good. Good. Very good! Men, issue a declaration of war at once! If he dares march on my Colombia in three months, I'll make sure he never returns!!"
In truth, Colombia had already been secretly preparing for war. The Zerg declaration simply allowed them to put those preparations openly on display.
His son had been killed, and then the killer had declared war first. It was practically adding fuel to the fire—a second humiliation. But this humiliation did not come without a price. After all, the culprit who had now shattered the peace of the Pusilan Star Region was the Zerg. From this day onward, the Zerg would stand against the entire Federation!
Saint Masente Civilization, Dekraman Planet.
At the Federal Council, Grand Elder Fatis repeatedly played the Zerg declaration, his face as cold as frost. In the current Pusilan Star Region, the Saint Masente people evoked words such as strength and iron-fisted rule, while the Zerg evoked arrogance. Yet the Zerg remained so arrogant even after becoming an ironclad force within the Pusilan Federation, leaving everyone confused.
"I said long ago that the Zerg are no different from the Galactic Empire or the former Bolter Civilization. If there is any difference, it is that their ambitions are greater, and they are even more arrogant and contemptuous of everyone else! This declaration of war