How could they stop just because they wanted to?
Besides, Luther Carden would never agree to it.
What he desired, none of the four races could give him.
All of it was their territory.
Could the various super races hand it over?
Of course not.
In the end, he still had to act.
Luther was seated in a small courtyard pavilion, playing chess with Syrus Yanagi.
As they played, Syrus, clearly no match for Luther, spoke softly, "The four races want to settle this through negotiation. What do you plan to do?"
"Ignore them," Luther responded, placing a white stone on the board. "Big brother has done everything for us. He's created a million peak level warriors. If we still can't wipe out the demon race, I won't be able to explain myself when big brother comes out of seclusion."
"True. He wants all the territories in the universe," Syrus shrugged helplessly.
The sons of the Northern Army knew this big brother well.
