"What should we do? Should we agree to the conditions of those Netherworld Empire creatures?" the president asked.
"We can only do that. At this stage, those death creatures truly are the only ones who can help us." One of the Galente Federation higher-ups could not help but sigh.
In truth, the human beings of the Galente Federation were deeply repulsed by those Death Element creatures.
For in the Federation's history, there had once been a war in which they had nearly been wiped out by an enemy Death Element civilization.
Although the Galente Federation had ultimately emerged victorious, the terrible price the Federation paid afterward was enough to horrify anyone.
Even in today's war against Wizard Civilization, what certain Galente Federation higher-ups hated most was not the legions fighting on Wizard Civilization's Frontline Battlefield, but those Black Magician groups that were always wreaking havoc behind the Federation's lines.
Those Black Magicians had once driven the Federation's higher-ups to distraction.
The Death Plague Magic and other viruses they released had created who knew how many twisted monsters, turning vast swathes of the Federation's planets into realms of death.
Being forced to join forces in war with the creatures they hated most was itself a kind of sorrow and helplessness.
The president asked again, "For the counteroffensive against Wizard Civilization's front... how are those 'God Crystals' coming along?"
The one answering the president was a person in charge of the Federation's scientific research field, who was also Chief Scientist Samirato's assistant.
At this time, the Federation Chief Scientist was wholly absorbed in the arduous task of completing two "God Crystals" within five hundred years, with no time at all to attend such a meeting.
Not much time had passed since the Federation's last meeting.
These Federation scientists were not "gods," of