"And besides—"
"We don't have to limit ourselves to cooperating with the Dragon Race. We can work with other races as well."
"Some among the myriad races are weak and persecuted by the major races. They must be desperate for power, and we of the Heavenly Demon Race can grant them all of that.
"I believe that as long as we offer them benefits, getting them to cooperate with our Heavenly Demon Race, or even serve us, won't be a problem."
A broad smile appeared on Markas's face.
He understood the minds of the myriad races very well.
As long as they were offered benefits.
Differences between races would be no obstacle.
Besides.
The Heavenly Demon Race had barely shown itself so far. As long as they did not descend from the void en masse, they would certainly not provoke resentment among the myriad races.
In that case.
By proceeding gradually, they could eat away at the myriad races step by step, making proper preparations for the Heavenly Demon Race to take over the lower world.
At this point.
Markas studied the other Heavenly Demon Emperors' expressions.
A hint of delight appeared on their faces. His words had clearly tempted them.
Seeing this.
He continued.
"News of the Celestial Court is already spreading. The myriad races will inevitably covet the position of Heavenly Emperor. When conflict breaks out among them, their strength will certainly suffer greatly. That will be our Heavenly Demon Race's opportunity."
Markas could almost foresee it.
When the myriad races established the Celestial Court, there would certainly be a bloody struggle, and no one knew how many races would be destroyed.
After all.
Everyone wanted to establish the Celestial Court. Everyone wanted to become the Heavenly Emperor who ruled over the myriad races.
That was supreme power.