The Seven Continents meeting lasted three full days.
The Legendary Big Shots needed neither rest nor food nor water. They went at it for seventy-two hours straight, arguing from the first day to the last.
The preliminary meeting ended only because they ran out of time.
The Winged Folk Saint arrived with his eyes closed and left the same way. It was easy to imagine how agonizing the meeting had been for him.
The meeting did settle on several broad points.
Whether the other races would actively help resist the Dark Invasion five years from now remained undecided.
The Dragonkind Rebellion was certain to happen. The Human Empire would provide Dragonkind with a list of unfortunate factions to slaughter, giving them a way to vent their anger.
What kind of deal was that?
The Human Empire had slaughtered the dragons, yet the Human Kingdoms and Grand Duchies had to pay the price!
Meanwhile, how should the various continents deal with the Orc Empire?
They could fight and kill Orcs, but they could not wipe them out. Otherwise, the Orc Saints might decide to take everyone down with them in revenge.
The attendees also shared rough figures on the number of reincarnated deities. Across the Seven Continents, there were about 183 suspected Reincarnated Deities. How many had gone undiscovered was anyone's guess.
But they never discussed what to do about those Reincarnated Deities. Presumably, they already had plans.
And saving marine life?
Sorry, that was off the table. If the Sea Folk wanted fewer sea creatures to die, they could save them themselves.
Finally.
The big shots also brought up the Chosen Ones and discussed them at length.
Most Legendary Big Shots were suspicious of the Chosen Ones' appearance and had no intention of recruiting them outright.
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