Quarrel

The alien races that had lost territory were all newly emerged, highly marginalized Outer-Ring Civilizations with little civilizational history to speak of. Relying on their own voices alone, they could not accomplish anything.

Unfortunately, their foundations were too weak, and they had nothing worthwhile to offer in exchange for help from other alien races. So Humins only needed to stall them. After all, it had nothing to do with him. The loss of those few alien races' homelands was, in his eyes, nothing more than a trivial matter.

Besides, given his status, even if this could be arranged, he would have to sabotage it. After all, there was no reason for the Zerg to spit out territory they had already swallowed.

Ambrose's job was the easiest. The alien races under his charge were all Outer-Ring and Mid-Ring Civilizations whose vital interests had not been harmed.

They were weak to begin with, and since they had suffered no real losses, they naturally lacked the nerve to make any concrete demands. At most, they shouted a few words of encouragement. Ambrose let it all go in one ear and out the other, never taking it to heart.

The ones truly capable of obstructing the agreement were the Inner-Ring Civilizations. But while they were powerful, they still had no way to contend with the Epoch Clan, so they would naturally not choose to confront them head-on.

However, as the oldest handful of alien civilizations, they had supplied the Epoch Clan with an unknown number of people over the years. Some of those people had genuinely pledged themselves to the Epoch Clan and become its staunchest supporters. But there were also people like Belladuca, who remained friendly toward their mother civilizations. Through these forces within the Epoch Clan, they could more or less influence