"All right, everyone, quiet down. Since the people of the Central Continent refuse to come, our main task remains defending against the Fish Scale World's invasion." Akhenaten looked at the increasingly noisy scene and spoke to the crowd with an imposing aura.
Only then did everyone quiet down. Remembering that they still had to face the Fish Scale World, their expressions turned grim once more, and the scene fell silent again.
Looking at this group of people, Akhenaten could not help but sigh. If they truly had to rely on this bunch to hold back the Fish Scale World's invasion, he had little confidence.
His gaze shifted to the other inheritances. They were now the main force, especially Arthur Tina, who had already founded a nation. That was the human world's second country, possessing the power of a true nation—something no ordinary faction could contend with.
"How should we proceed? We currently have the enormous Poison Island as our defense, which gives us a tremendous advantage. But since the Fish Scale World dares to launch a full-scale invasion, they must surely have measures to deal with it." Akhenaten looked at everyone as he spoke.
Yet no one had any good ideas. They could only choose passive defense and guard against any unforeseen developments. For now, that was all they could do, since they did not know what methods the Fish Scale Clan might employ.
The people present had gathered the elites and strategists of the four continents, and they began making all manner of preparations. They also prepared to destroy Poison Island in the end and release the poisonous waters if necessary.
Poison Island was now several hundred regions wide. The forces brought by the player factions numbered a total of two billion, while the system factions of the Southern