Qian Li couldn't help clenching his fists!
He felt it—felt the blade pointed at the Bose Race!
Once, the rules of the Thousand Star Era had been defined by the Bose Race. His word, Qian Li's word, had been the only word, the will of heaven!
But now the Silicon Race had risen, and Jiang Nan had risen with the Carbon Alliance!
They were even openly challenging the rules of the era, trying to rewrite them!
Qian Li could feel the authority of the Thousand Star Era slowly slipping from his grasp!
No! He absolutely couldn't back down this time!
If the Netherworld Race were freed, the Bose Race's dominion over the cosmos would collapse!
(??°??益°??) "All of you, shut up! Have you gone mad? Or has your judgment been clouded?"
"Free the Netherworld Race? Their abilities are the perfect counter to the Myriad Races of the Starry Sky, and they pose the most direct threat to every sequence. If we set this precedent, your homes could fall beneath the Netherworld Race's iron fists tomorrow!"
"And you'd be powerless to stop it. If the River of the Underworld can flow all the way to the Sea of Stars today, it could surround your home starfields tomorrow!"
"Only when a ferocious tiger is locked in a cage can people feel safe. What kind of brainwashing has Jiang Nan done to you? Do you no longer care about the safety of your own races?"
Qian Li's voice echoed through the Sea of Stars. This was his last attempt!
The Sea of Stars, silent moments earlier, gradually filled with a clamor of debate. The Netherworld Race had become the center of attention!
Qian Li narrowed his eyes. "Noah! Manti! Have you lost your minds? How could you do something so foolish?"
"Your decision