After the Dark Apes carried out a massive slaughter, the Brain Trust, which had originally numbered over a hundred people, was reduced to just sixty-three.
After everyone had stated their positions, four people ultimately succumbed to fear and chose to withdraw. Curse Tiger sent them out of the palace.
No one knew where they would be sent. For all they knew, they might have died the moment they stepped through the door.
But no one present cared. After all, if those people went back and started talking nonsense, they would only cause trouble.
So let them die. It would be better that way! The remaining fifty-nine people, led by Mr. Song, Liu Xian, and Mr. Tarn, formed a new organization.
The Alien War Council.
"Very good. Although our current situation is extremely unfavorable, we still have hope of turning things around."
"This is a new beginning. We need to stabilize the situation on the front line as soon as possible. Even if we can't defeat the humans, we can't let them advance the front line any farther."
After explaining the main task, Curse Tiger did not even mention the Gambling Duel.
The first Gambling Duel had yet to end, and there were still eight months until the final War of Faiths. However, none of the humans present, nor any of the Five Great Royal Clans, believed that the alien races still had any chance of turning things around.
There was no other reason.
After the latest data was released,
the Level Six Priest suffix attached to Su Mo's name was simply too outrageous.
Below him, the highest priest rank among the humans was only Level Two, while ninety-nine percent of the priests were still Level One.
Although the aliens were progressing slightly faster, only three Level Three Priests had just