"No rush."
Aker's Mental Wave swept across the wasteland as he said:
"First, establish a foothold on this planet and wait for the entire army to arrive."
The Demon Venerable let out a sinister cackle.
"Understood. In a month at most, we'll cover the entire planet."
Aker gave a noncommittal hum, his tentacles drifting.
In the Demon Clan's long history of conquest, a month did not even count as an appetizer.
Reckless charges were not his style. He wanted to take caution to its absolute limit.
First, he would use the third planet as a nest, establish a rear base, and assess his opponent's situation.
Then he would land on the Kona Satellite orbiting the second planet and use it as a foothold to attack the Kona Home Planet.
Finally, he would let the entire star system sink into the Demon Tide, little by little.
"What a perfect plan!"
Aker raised a tentacle and pointed toward the distant Kona Home Planet, which was still resisting.
"Heh! That civilization the useless Cho'Gath couldn't swallow..."
"I'll take it!"
An unnamed star system, Cho'Gath's Seventeenth Transit Nest.
Cho'Gath crouched at the heart of the nest, fury simmering in his scarlet eyes.
He had failed on the Terra Battlefield.
Six Space-Jumping Beasts had been expended for nothing, all six wormholes had been destroyed, and vast numbers of the Demon Clan had been stranded underground on Terra. Even he had been forced to retreat to the transit star system.
This was completely different from his original plan.
And the result?
He had failed to take Terra, and Blue Star had not fallen into chaos.
Nor had any news of large-scale fighting come from the Kona Star System.
The more Cho'Gath thought about it, the more irritated he became. He stamped down, splitting the hard