"Gusman, these are the humans you vouched for?"
On the star continent where millions of Trolls had gathered, the thirty-three members of the Elder Council stared coldly at Gusman, who knelt on the ground like a criminal.
The enormous ranking screen above them was like irrefutable evidence of his guilt.
Looking as if he had aged ten years, Gusman lowered his head deeply, his lips trembling. Facing the Elder Council and the gazes of countless clansmen, he could not utter a single word.
He was clearly the one suffering the most, the one feeling the deepest sorrow, but at this moment, no one would sympathize with him.
Just twenty-seven minutes and thirty-four seconds ago, only a few minutes after they had decided to trust Gusman, the ranking of the Troll team in the Star Glory Battlefield had plummeted. In less than half a minute, the rankings successively turning gray struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer.
When only Gu Yi was left on the ranking, everyone stood frozen in place, and many clansmen who realized what had happened covered their faces and burst into tears.
Gu Yi was Gusman's descendant, but every Fifth Order Troll who could participate was an outstanding member of their clan and had been entrusted with great hopes.
Yet death seemed to be only the beginning.
Next, the Creator Alliance's ranking began to plummet as well. When they watched helplessly as Lin An's team drop to the brink of elimination, the Elder Council finally exploded in rage.
Five hundred points did not sound like much for a civilization. But that was assuming they would not be wasted for nothing, especially at a time like this. After Star Radiance's failure and their total loss, all of this was the final straw that broke the camel's back, making