"A zombie with a fleet of spaceships," Blaze chuckled as the flagship descended next to the lair. "Who would have thought such a thing would be possible?"
Alaric's hand immediately shot up, but as usual, Blaze ignored him unless he needed his father's expertise for something.
"Demolition was successful, sir," Lo Da replied. "Shall we proceed with docking maneuvers?"
Blaze nodded, waving the alien away. He was more interested in seeing the ships to his heart's content.
At some distance, entire buildings and countless squares were demolished for the ships to land.
Even Cyclops's swamp wasn't spared. The tree wasn't happy about its loss of domain, but what other choice did it have?
Blaze wanted space for the ships to land. Hence, the swamp was cleared, leaving only the farmland.
While others were in awe, Blaze instructed the new slaves to be brought in front of the spire. He was short on time and needed people to control the ships like born experts for the next battle.
