Five days later.
The war was nearing its end.
After White Garment made his move, news of the Pope's grave injuries spread like wildfire.
The Marquis had not even dared return to the Federation and had simply disappeared.
Meanwhile.
Representatives of the various peoples gathered in the Dragon Kingdom.
Only this time, they had come as the defeated to discuss reparations.
All the wealthy people in the various Alien Races' gathering zones had now smuggled themselves out of the Asia Region.
They left behind the ordinary people at the bottom, who suffered the ravages of war.
The Koreans' gathering zone in particular.
At Little White Tiger's direction, the forces from Fei Island left almost no survivors.
Wherever they passed, neither people nor livestock survived.
Fang Mu was even more ruthless: he actually planned to bring the Transformed into the Koreans' gathering zone.
If that happened, this region could forget about ever knowing peace again.
That was also why the various Alien Races were desperately pleading for an audience with the four bigwigs of Guotai Min'an.
The Capital.
The guards of the Old Man of the First War Zone, the Security Department's Action Team, Old Man Bai's personal guards, and Minister Ding's bodyguards.
They surrounded the building that represented the Dragon Kingdom's highest authority, sealing it off tightly.
On the building's top floor.
A spacious, brightly lit conference room, a long oval table, and a landscape painting from before the Apocalypse hanging on the wall.
All underscored the importance of this meeting.
Once the four bigwigs of Guotai Min'an took their seats, everyone else settled into the meeting.
This time, the bigwigs looked noticeably relaxed and in good spirits.
There was no other reason.
This time, they were dividing up the spoils.
The Asia Region was already in the Dragon