The Beast Race army blocked the four-race alliance's advance, turning what had seemed a clear-cut war into another tense stalemate.
Even more shocking to the four-race alliance was that Madoc of the Eastern Universe had intervened as well. The balance of the war was gradually tipping in Domina's favor.
The matter of the Chaos Warship had yet to be resolved, and now Madoc had shown up too. Zhang Fan had not expected this.
"Madoc of the Eastern Realm came here to take part in a war in the Northern Realm?"
In response to Slacha's question, Jiliri shook their head. "Is that so strange? Domina and Madoc go way back. Besides, isn't our fourth brother from the Western Realm too?"
Ona frowned deeply. "Madoc won't be easy to deal with. He has a host of great generals under his command, and his fleet's combat strength has always been second only to that of a Great Emperor."
After a moment's thought, Bolasai suddenly suggested, "Why don't we talk to Madoc? If all he wants from helping Domina is a share of the spoils after the final victory, we could give him one."
Slacha laughed. "How big a share are you talking about? And how much does he want? We'd have to offer more than Princess Domina."
Zhang Fan remained silent. He thought both of them had a point, but the question was how much they should offer Madoc.
Though they had only met once, Zhang Fan had a fairly good impression of Madoc. Unless he had no other choice, he genuinely did not want to go to war with him.
Ona continued, "Let's stop worrying about Madoc for now. The twenty million Beast Race warships right in front of us are the immediate problem."
Everyone looked helplessly at the densely packed warships.