Duken rubbed his little bald head, the first to break the silence. His voice carried fatigue and nostalgia.
"Honestly, we've spent all these years running all over the place, keeping up the Empire's appearances. We were exhausted long ago."
"Whether it was Thragg or Craig, those plans kept everyone spinning like tops. Maybe... the Empire really should rest for a while."
Unlike Duken, who was weary and ready to withdraw, Nolan had another idea. His gaze shifted between Sparta and Duken before he gently shook his head, his expression serious.
"I don't really agree with disbanding."
"Thragg is dead, and so are many Viltrumite Warriors, but that doesn't mean the Viltrumite Empire has nothing left but exhaustion and burdens."
"What makes Viltrumites strong isn't just their individual combat power, but also their reproductive capabilities, which no other race can match."
"We have no biological barriers with other races. As long as the Empire's current warriors are willing, they can produce the next generation. The Empire won't perish. It may even surpass the glory it knew during Emperor Algor's reign."
"Oliver is a fine example. He is young and has a short growth cycle. In just a hundred years, the Empire's population can grow rapidly."
The meaning was simple: have the Viltrumite Warriors produce more children and expand the population to secure the Viltrumite Empire's future.
Preferably with races that had short growth cycles and developed quickly.
After hearing Nolan's idea, Sparta did not immediately state his position. Instead, he turned to Duken, his gaze questioning.
Duken frowned, seemingly digesting Nolan's words.
"It makes a lot of sense, but having children with outsiders goes against Emperor Algor's racial purity policy."
"Algor's will has already sunk deep into every Viltrumite's heart. How could they possibly join with outsiders and reproduce?"
During Algor's