Chapter 804: Biological weapons
Vlad’s eyes narrowed, a meaningful glint flickering within them as he absorbed Overlord’s proposal. Biological weapons were undeniably powerful and represented an important strategic asset; yet, at the end of the day, they were soulless constructs—mere tools no different from armor or siege engines. Losing them on the battlefield carried little emotional impact, merely the minor sting of lost resources, rather than the profound blow to morale suffered from losing human lives. It was a sound strategy, and one Vlad couldn’t easily dismiss.
The True Depravita of Wrath swept his penetrating gaze around the room, carefully observing the expressions of the generals and the high-ranking officials of the Xaos Kingdom. Each commander nodded thoughtfully, understanding the cold pragmatism behind Overlord’s suggestion. Deploying biological assets ahead of the main army would minimize initial losses and give them valuable insights into enemy strength and strategy without risking their irreplaceable elite warriors and seasoned commanders.
"Then it’s decided," Vlad finally declared, his voice calm yet carrying the full weight of his authority. "We will prioritize the teleportation and deployment of our biological weapons. This will soften the enemy, disrupt their formations, and allow us to better gauge their true capabilities."
With the decision finalized, they swiftly moved forward to execute the plan.
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Far away, deep within a command center situated inside an immense fortress on Exilon, Augustus stood staring at the tactical screens. The proud scion of the Zanis Family felt both shame and fury—shame that he had failed to defend the stronghold, and fury that an unknown enemy had managed to escape unscathed after transforming their invaluable Interstellar Teleportation Formation into a catastrophic black hole.
He knew very well what awaited him if this disgraceful outcome reached the ears of the elders back on their homeworld. In the best-case scenario, he would be severely reprimanded for negligence; at worst, he could be stripped of his titles and publicly humiliated. Such punishment might seem excessively harsh, but with war looming closer every day, the Zanis Family could not afford to tolerate even the slightest incompetence. Weakness at this juncture was simply unacceptable.
But even if Augustus wished to communicate with his homeworld, it was impossible now. The Silence Field surrounding Exilon had severed all external communications, completely isolating them from outside reinforcements.
Of course, as a High Legend, Augustus could theoretically leave Exilon and traverse the endless expanse of the Void Between Worlds back to his homeland. However, that journey would take months, perhaps even years—by which point the outcome of this war would already be decided. As the highest-ranking Zanis representative on Exilon, Augustus bore the full responsibility to reclaim control of this crucial world himself.
"Ahhh..." Augustus exhaled deeply, frustration leaking from his lungs. Slowly, he forced his anger and bitterness into the depths of his heart, refocusing his mind on the tasks at hand. An enemy had successfully infiltrated Exilon, strong enough to silence the entire planet and simultaneously destroy its three most powerful fortresses. Yet beyond the evident strength of their Legends and the skill of their soldiers, Augustus knew practically nothing. The worst part was that their exact location was completely unknown.