"Since that's the case, we won't use conventional methods this time!"
Green's words immediately drew Diases and Motros's attention. They looked at him with questioning expressions.
"The Molten Stone World is a nail driven into our World Cluster by the Player Civilization. Since it's a nail, we can just pull it out—or destroy it. It's a High-Grade World, and it may contain some rare resources, but it's not so precious that the Wizarding World can't let it go!"
A vicious glint appeared in Green's eyes. He turned to Motros.
"Motros, have the wizards surround the Molten Stone World. Don't attack. Just have the Cosmic Sweeper open fire and destroy the entire world!"
As Green announced his decision, Diases and Motros both showed a flash of astonishment. But then they realized that Green's plan really was the best option. No matter what the Player Civilization was plotting, carrying out Green's plan would force it to retaliate—unless it was willing to keep enduring the Cosmic Sweeper's bombardment.
Yet as the two looked at Green's calm expression and utterly unconcerned gaze, they couldn't help sighing softly.
With Diases and Motros's intelligence, how could they not have thought of this strategy?
They simply couldn't bear to part with the resources inside the Molten Stone World. Green was an outlier in the Wizarding World, having never faced the difficulties other wizards had to contend with.
Infinite Blood and the Abyssal Zerg had brought Green an inexhaustible supply of resources. To wizards, as long as they had enough resources, any problem could be solved through experimentation. And if they couldn't solve it, then they simply lacked resources or hadn't run enough experiments.
"Fine. We'll do as Wizard Green says!" A cruel grin spread across Diases's face. Born a Black Wizard, he only paused for a moment