802 A Bold Plan

Varian watched indifferently as the two hundred thousand strong Abyssal army scattered in fear.

Even if they were far away from him on the planetoid, the Abyssals had no sense of security.

They didn't care about the countless corpses on the ground as they moved away from the frontlines and rushed back to their bases.

The human army that was on the verge of being slaughtered only just finished reorganizing.

By the time Varian arrived, the level 8s were conducting a massacre and only 60% of the human army remained.

The commanders of the army looked at Varian with a complicated emotion and turned their gazes to face their enemy.

Even now, the Abyssals army was twice their twice.

This was the perfect time to return to their bases and consolidate the defense.

Yet.

"Charge! Kill every goddamn son of a bitch!"

The human army actually started chasing after the Abyssals and launched an offense.

It was an unexpected development that caught Varian by surprise.

"Fall back!"

"Don't begin a war of attrition!"

"Start the defenses! Now!"

Even more unexpected was that despite facing a smaller human force, the Abyssals faltered. There was neither spirit in their eyes nor confidence in their attacks.

They just focused on returning their bases and setting up the defenses.

"Master, Boo thinks Abyssals are viewing you as some sort of bad luck omen. Worse, a devil perhaps." Boo said.

Varian didn't answer.

He glanced at the human corpses littered all across the planetoid and sighed.

But soon, the sadness in his eyes was replaced by a sharp resolve.

"When is the next batch arriving?" Varian asked in an indifferent tone that he normally didn't use.

Boo gulped and answered. "B-Boo doesn't know. Nor does the military. There were only two batches so far."

Varian's eyes flashed in contemplation.

If there was another batch, the planetoids would be severely burdened. Sure, he could help them out one by one, but just like one, the last planetoid to receive help would be in a dangerous situation.

Had he been a bit late, the entire human army would've been obliterated.

Even if he was on time for every planetoid in the third batch, what about the fourth, fifth and sixth?

By then, the level 8 army officers fighting the wyverns would be too exhausted to fight them.

Without their fierce resistance, the wyverns would slaughter the human army in no time and conquer the planetoids.

As he thought until here, Varian's face hardened. "We're going."

Boo nodded and a second later, the spaceship shot out of the planetoid.

Seated on a huge black chair, Varian rested his chin on his palm as he gazed out into the boundless space.

Its darkness was only challenged by small dots of light—the planetoids, the planets, and the suns.

But most of the space was submerged in the darkness.

'Even the brightest of stars can't erase the darkness, huh.' Varian clenched his fist.

Boo flinched at Varian's action. 'Master is scary.'

"Master, even though they're facing the wyverns, the four planetoids can hold them back for a few hours. Don't be too worried." Boo tried to console.

When Varian spent time with Sarah and Sia, Boo learned a thing or two about communication.

"And we'll be reaching the first planetoid in eight minutes." Boo gave the young man a bright smile.

"I forgot to mention," Varian raised a brow. "Go to Neptune."

"Yes?" Boo titled its head. "Isn't Master going to save the planetoids? They're in danger!"

"Even if I keep running from planetoid to planetoid, they will eventually fall." Varian shook his head. "Being defense won't work. I need to attack and smash the nest of these flying lizards."

Boo opened its mouth in shock and looked at Varian with a gaze wondering if Master had gone crazy.

Still, thinking that Master might have just forgotten, it informed. "The Wyvern nest is at Pluto."

Varian nodded to indicate he knew and crushed the last hope in Boo's little heart. "T-Then how…?"

Traveling to Pluto would take anywhere around three to five days.

According to the Athena Department, the Abyssals were using teleportation formations near Pluto to teleport them close to Pluto planetoids.

These formations were likely engraved on hidden asteroids….

"Since we didn't have any news of the wyverns' arrival until it's too late, it's clear that Abyssals found a way in the blindspot of the intelligence." Varian tapped the armrest.

Boo nodded.

The army had observation capabilities for nearly halfway until Pluto. Yet, they were surprised by the wyverns' appearance.

"The new batch of wyverns aren't tired or show any fatigue from travel. They didn't travel much," Varian analyzed. "They are somehow teleporting from Pluto, close to the planetoids."

Boo thought seriously.

It might also be that these Wyverns started their journey a week ago and slowed down after nearing Neptune. That's why they weren't tired.

So…

"They're also new to their power," Varian added. "Be it low, mid, or even high level 8s, all of their auras are a bit unstable. It's not a coincidence. So, once they are 'readied', they're being teleported here."

Boo scratched its cheek. "If they're teleporting until here, there should be a city or something to receive them. It wouldn't go unnoticed by the army..."

"Secret realm," Varian said with conviction.

"Woah!" Boo's eyes widened as a puzzle seemed to be solved in its mind.

The more Boo thought about it, the more likely the plausibility seemed.

Even though Devas had no Ruins on Pluto, secret realms were present.

So, all Abyssals had to do to secure safe teleportation was this—have a secret realm near Pluto. Send the wyverns into the secret realm near Pluto, teleport them to the secret realm midway and teleport them to another secret realm near Neptune's planetoids.

"Then what do we do, master? We can't possibly search for the secret realms in the vast space, can we?"

Hearing Boo's question, Varian laughed. It wasn't mocking laughter, but one of amusement. Like an elder finding the question of an innocent child funny.

"We're doing just that."