United as One, Strong as a Fortress!

"What should we do now?"

Meanwhile, everything unfolding on the Abyssal Frontline was being projected into the Federation conference room in the rear by a communication Soul Tool.

Watching the Demon Empress wield unmatched Divine Power, every Federal Councilor present wore a numb expression. A few even had a hint of sorrow in their eyes.

They all knew that behind the Federation's defense line on the Abyssal Frontline lay the Far North Plains. Once the enemy crossed those flat plains, they could strike straight into the heart of the Douluo Plane.

In other words, behind that defense line stood countless Federation citizens and the lights of millions upon millions of homes.

If even the many powerful Soul Masters on the Abyssal Frontline were defeated, how could the unarmed citizens of the Federation possibly withstand the greedy, savage Abyssal Creatures from the Abyss Plane?

When that happened, every living being in the entire Douluo Plane would become food for the Abyssal Creatures.

They would lose not only their homes, but their lives as well.

"Don't let this news spread for now. Let's give the Federation's citizens a little hope, even if that hope is false and faint."

A Federal Councilor spoke in a grave voice.

At his words, everyone fell silent once more.

Although keeping the truth from the citizens who supported them would spare them disappointment, judging by the way things were going, the Federation's defense line would eventually fall. Then it would be not only the citizens' hopes that were crushed, but their lives as well.

But what else could they do besides keep it secret?

"Everyone! We can't do this!"

Just then, a spirited voice rang through the entire conference room.

A woman in a long, dark-blue dress stood up, her expression composed. It was Mo Lan, whom