The Earth Tree Race is Unreliable

"It's over. There's actually the Soul Race too..."

"Doesn't that mean those Earth Tree Race members might all have been turned into hosts by the Soul Race?"

"Among them, there are level 190 Earth Tree Race members, second only to Earth Tree Race Experts."

"Calculating it that way, hasn't the Soul Race's strength reached the point where they can easily wipe out our Human Federation?"

In the Council Building, inside the Meeting Room.

All the big shots of Parliament and the military were slumped weakly in their chairs.

Their heads were buzzing.

The Large Warship had picked up Morris's roar, which let them roughly guess what had happened.

And this result was something none of them could accept.

How were all these Earth Tree Race members such deadly disasters?

Each was worse than the last.

The First Earth Tree Race Envoy, in order to harvest Calamity Fruits, had not only prevented the Federal Military from wiping out the entire Soul Race while they were at their weakest.

He had even handed his own physical body over to the Soul Race, causing the Soul Race's peak combat power to skyrocket by two Great Realms.

The second Earth Tree Race Envoy was a little better. He had only gone off to his own death, causing the Federal Parliament and the military to never make up their minds to destroy the Soul Race.

The third Earth Tree Race Envoy, namely the one before them now, had simply handed all of his powerful subordinates over to the Soul Race.

This made the Soul Race's high-end combat power leap to a level where they could sweep through any race in the Local Galaxy Cluster.

More than three hundred hosts from Level 160 to level 190.

Even if all the experts of every overlord-level race in