At that moment, Pius, Emperor of the Hailan Empire, truly regretted it.
Why had he let a moment of impulsiveness make him listen to that bastard Takris and step forward as the ringleader?
And now, the Ten-dimensional Beings had truly invaded his territory, while the Rapid Response Command Center had refused to provide support.
As for the front lines—
In less than an hour, five Peak Dark Energy Manipulators had been deployed. Aside from Weidi, all of them had died. The fleets sent by various star systems as reinforcements had already lost over a trillion warships.
The entire battlefield had become one-sided. The destruction of their civilization was right before their eyes.
Pius truly wanted to slap himself.
"Your Majesty, Lord Weidi has sent a communication request!"
"Quick, put him through!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Pius desperately hoped that Weidi was bringing good news, but that—
Was destined to be impossible!
"Your Majesty, did the Rapid Response Command Center agree to rescue us?"
The moment the communication connected, Weidi asked anxiously.
He looked utterly disheveled. From his projection alone, it was clear that his clothes had nearly been shredded into rags, while his face was filled with endless exhaustion.
"They refused. I even knelt and begged them, but they still refused!!!"
For the ruler of an Advanced Civilization, kneeling was already an immense humiliation. Worse still, even after he had knelt and pleaded, the other side had shown no sign of relenting.
Pius's emotions were on the verge of spiraling out of control.
Despair also appeared on Weidi's face as he listened.
"So... that was the outcome?"
"That made sense. If they agreed to rescue us, other civilizations would follow suit in the future and withdraw from the Rapid Response Command Center without restraint!"
"Your Majesty, you truly made a mistake."