Deep within the Slane Theocracy lay the place where the Six Great Gods had first been worshipped, and where the nation's highest rulers discussed affairs of state.
Because of the situation in the Draconic Kingdom, the rulers of the Slane Theocracy had gathered together.
They consisted of the Pontifex Maximus, who stood at the apex, and the six Cardinals who served the Six Great Gods.
Also present were the heads of the judicial, administrative, and legislative branches, the director of the Magic Research Institute, and the Grand Fleet Admiral, head of the highest military authority.
Despite their exalted positions, the leaders of the Slane Theocracy still cleaned the room themselves, without shirking even the slightest bit of work.
Only once the cleaning was finished did the Pontifex Maximus lead the prayer. "We thank the gods for allowing humanity to survive to this day."
The other eleven answered in unison, "We thank the gods!"
After the prayer ceremony, everyone took their seats.
The Pontifex Maximus opened the discussion. "You have all read the intelligence Nigun sent, correct?"
"Magic on the level of gods and demons. We can be certain it was eleventh-tier magic."
The other Cardinals had already anticipated this. They nodded and asked, "Has a god descended?"
"After all, two hundred years have passed, and another upheaval is imminent. We cannot assume the other party bears us goodwill."
"Gods are different from other beings."
"Still, we should have the strength to fight now. We will not suffer that humiliation again."
The most belligerent among them, the Cardinal of Earth Raymond, said, "If they are a friend of our gods, we can add another seat to the pantheon."
"If they are a malicious Heteromorph, we must eliminate them as soon as possible, lest they threaten humanity."
"If necessary, we can request