Those words were like the key to Pandora's box, setting the Xianzhou Alliance on a path to becoming a shadow looming over countless planets.
His subordinates practically danced with joy.
The Marshal finally had a use for them!
Before, he hadn't needed them to do any thinking, and they had felt guilty, as though they were collecting pay without doing any work.
The Marshal worked without rest or sleep, even refusing to eat. And them? They could only serve as emotionless tools.
But things were different now. The Marshal needed them!
Apart from the Luofu and the Zhuming, which the Marshal had specifically assigned tasks to, all the remaining Xianzhou ships sprang into action.
Without any prior coordination, they mobilized resources and urged their research departments to pick up the pace.
Once the Colossi were completed, they assembled their fleets and searched everywhere for planets ravaged by the Swarm Disaster and mechanical life-forms.
The cold-faced generals who acted so cool, domineering, and untouchable on their own turf now fought over planets like shoppers scrambling for discounted groceries.
What? Only the Swarm had been detected on that planet? Attack!
What? That planet was about to be destroyed? Only 1% of its human population remained alive?
That planet had no connection to the Xianzhou Alliance. In its current state... there was simply no saving it. Sending troops would be a drop in the bucket, a pointless sacrifice.
But they were there to eliminate disasters, not to perform charity, and certainly not to send their subordinates to their deaths.
They might as well wait a little longer, until they could eradicate the scourge in one fell swoop and use its death to bring peace to the souls of the departed.
The other powers in the universe could only watch in bewilderment.
What was