Beyond the Apocalypse

Of course, being half-crippled was not good enough for Vlad. "We have done an excellent job, but it is not enough to just harm them—we must obliterate the entire swarm," he declared, his voice carrying across the makeshift camp in the forest.

Resolute determination and killing intent appeared in the eyes of the rest of the higher-ups and generals as they all nodded to the words of the Xaos King. It was paramount that they erase every form of Leviathan presence in the Keny Country. Achieving this would mean they had cleansed the north of the Monsoon Continent, allowing them to finally start their charge toward the core of the race—the massive obelisk that seemed to be the center of their existence.

"There is a suitable terrain four hundred kilometers ahead of their current location. The swarm will reach there in a few days." Grand Marshal Anglius said, narrowing his eyes. He had memorized the entire geography of the Keny Country, so he knew exactly where they could inflict great damage on the Leviathans. "We could use that terrain to lay an ambush and strike with force."

Vlad smiled at the proposition. It was perfect. But just as he was about to give the go-ahead, the metallic orb floating above them glowed, and Overlord’s voice echoed the next second.

"The Leviathan swarm suffered too many great losses for the hive mind to keep moving forward. After all, its current power would not be able to even surpass the outer walls of Kuro Mountain. According to my calculations, there is a ninety-five percent chance it will adopt a defensive formation and wait for reinforcements."

Grand Marshal Anglius’s eyes sharpened, and after a few seconds, he nodded at Overlord’s analysis. "You are right, Overlord. I was so used to these creatures always striving forward regardless of the damage that I fell into a preconceived idea."

Vlad and the rest of the group all nodded, and they did not blame the golden giant since they all had made the same flawed assumption. They were learning and adapting. Vlad glanced at the metallic orb in the sky, a sharp light appearing in his eyes as he spoke.

"In that case, the best approach would be to perform Blitzkrieg-type strikes."

Immediately, the A.I. Chip Clone responded, "That is right, Prime Master. Blitzkrieg, or Lightning War, would be ideal at this point."

"We strike the Leviathan swarm at uneven intervals of time," Vlad elaborated. "Strike them hard and with speed, isolate clusters of elite forces, wipe them all out, and then retreat before they even know what hit them. If we do that, then the entire swarm will be gone before the week ends."

Broad smiles appeared on Vlad and the others as they nodded to each other. This plan was perfect, allowing them to end the swarm quickly while carrying less risk for their troops. With a clear path in mind, Vlad, Overlord, and the generals began to detail the finer points of the approach.