One day later, the news spread throughout the entire Supercluster.
The billions of races in the Supercluster were shaken to the core.
The Coalition had lost.
The Coalition formed by the Three Hegemon Races and all the large races had actually been utterly defeated.
And it had been a crushing defeat of the most miserable kind.
The Three Hegemon Races and the Elders who had joined the war had been wiped out to the last.
Of the ten quadrillion Elite Army, more than half had been lost.
To save their lives, the Various Clan Leaders were even willing to offer the surrender of the entire clan to the Great Flame Empire.
In that case, it meant that every large race in the entire Supercluster had become a race conquered by the Great Flame Empire, willing to accept the Great Flame Empire's rule.
It was as if the heavens had collapsed and the earth had split apart.
To the various races of the Supercluster, this news was simply a world-shaking calamity.
Even all the large races had surrendered to the Great Flame Empire. What were medium and small races like them supposed to do?
It seemed their only choice was to wash themselves clean, wait for the Great Flame Empire's arrival, and announce the surrender of the entire clan at the first possible moment.
"We lost. Sure enough, we still lost..."
In the Human Federation, all the higher-ups and citizens were incomparably depressed.
They had long since expected that this might be the outcome.
But when the result truly came out, they still found it somewhat hard to accept.
Because once, they had had all kinds of chances to become part of the Great Flame Empire.
"I wonder what kind of treatment we'll receive?"
"We're all Human Race. The Great Flame