By the time the news from the border had fully reached Douluo Continent, a week had already passed. Inside the Federation's council chamber,
upon seeing the information containing only eight words, the representatives of both the Dove Faction and the Hawk Faction fell into an unusual silence. None of them had expected that in merely half a month, East City, West City, and South City—the cities entrusted to them with such high hopes—would all fall into the hands of those foreign creatures.
Moreover, according to the message sent by South City's current city lord, the three major cities had not held out for long. Those gaseous creatures possessed terrifying corrosive power. Even Divine Angel's Divine Power had found it difficult to completely disperse them.
Unlike before, they were no longer aimless, unconscious wisps. They had become creatures with rhythm, patterns, and strategy.
It was as if a commander had suddenly emerged within their ranks, catching everyone off guard with lightning speed.
As for why North City had not fallen, no specific information had been received yet.
"What should we do? We must come up with a concrete solution instead of delaying again and again." Mo Lan let out a heavy breath and solemnly questioned everyone present.
At that moment, even the Hawk Faction representatives who had been the loudest before had all fallen silent. It was not that they lacked initiative; this thing was simply too difficult to deal with.
It would control you without warning. It was far too sudden.
"Vast Sea Douluo, you are the current commander of the Vast Sea Legion and also the Hall Master of the Temple of War God. Do you have any better suggestions?"
Immediately, the entire room's attention gathered on Chen Xin Jie. Mo Lan's judgment was indeed sound. As the current