Inside a Demon Lair somewhere on the Kona Satellite.
The eighth-order Demon God Cho'Gath lay on a raised platform piled from flesh, bones, and metal wreckage, his hundred-meter-long body like a breathing black-and-red hill.
He had already regrown his limbs and a complete torso.
New muscle covered his damaged skeleton, and a layer of dark red skin was slowly forming.
But this flesh was clearly less resilient than his original Demon God body. Many parts still had the texture of translucent, tender flesh, trembling slightly with his biological functions.
Cho'Gath was extremely irritated by this.
He kept devouring rare ore and cosmic crystals offered by low-order Demon Clan members. His sharp mouthparts made a teeth-grating sound as they crushed the minerals.
These things could accelerate his recovery, but they could not immediately restore his newborn body to its peak strength.
Previously, in his fury to attack Blue Star, he had used up every Space-Jumping Beast brought with the army, even throwing in the allocation meant for the Kona Battlefield.
Now, to conquer the Kona Home Planet, he instead had to wait for permission to use the next batch of Space-Jumping Beasts.
Otherwise, only Demon Venerables of the seventh order or higher could cross the space between the satellite and the Kona Home Planet.
Ordinary Demon Clan members could not even fly, let alone pass through the atmosphere.
But if only he and his six seventh-order subordinates landed, that would not be occupation. It would be suicide.
Enough ants could bite an elephant to death.
The enemy had the resources of an entire home planet and could wear him down to death, not to mention that he was still injured.
The safest approach was to wait for the next batch of Space-Jumping Beasts, then tear open passages at multiple weak points