Varian bowed his head in front of the remains of a broken corpse. From time to time, lightning arcs crackled around it, singing the glory of a great warrior.
If possible, Varian would've spent an entire day honoring him but there's no time now.
The ghostship slipped into the secret teleportation formations and headed to Jupiter.
The current situation was disastrous to put it mildly.
Mercury lost its Sovereign. Venus' Sovereign Vianne was under attack by not only her archenemy but some Undead Sovereign and was well on the way of dying. Earth's bastard was missing.
Mars was fine but Jupiter's Micheal Caron was also besieged by his archenemy Fire King and another Undead Sovereign.
And Uranus…
Varian took a deep breath to control the burning anger in his chest.
The army stationed on Uranus planetoids, the space guards, planetary guards—more than 20 million, all dead.