Tike had prepared for this plan for a very long time, starting with public opinion, cultural, and economic aggression against the Aojia Empire, then deploying large numbers of spies, manipulating the tide of opinion, guiding the populace, and intensifying conflicts.
This whole series of measures and methods were exterminating tactics he had organized through the Academy of Sciences.
In order to overthrow and devour the Aojia Empire, he had painstakingly planned for several centuries.
But now, the spies over there had actually informed him that the plan had failed. High Mountain's organization had joined forces with Aojia's native powerhouses and captured the imperial capital.
"What about the other places? What about the Rebel Army? Your preparations covered everything, and they weren't even interlinked. So what if one part was lost?"
The white-haired man, Anjie, smiled.
"You don't understand. Once there is one variable, a second one is very likely to emerge."
Tike shook his head.
"I really don't understand. Even if we can't temporarily seize the Aojia Empire, isn't throwing it into civil unrest enough to satisfy the interests of most of our domestic nobles?
"Even if things failed over there, it wouldn't threaten the homeland of our Star Cluster Empire. Don't tell me High Mountain's organization and some damn powerhouse can fight their way into our territory?"
Anjie spoke in a relaxed tone.
Tike opened his mouth, about to speak, when his gaze suddenly froze. Through the glass window at the side, he saw outer space.
It was as if something out there possessed some kind of magical power, gripping his attention tightly.
Anjie followed his gaze and looked outside.
Beyond the window, a dark-red meteor was flying straight in from distant space. Trailing a red line behind it, it tore through the force field without obstruction as though