And while Xu Qianghua was busy dealing with the sudden Zerg situation, the meeting halls across the continents were anything but calm.
In the Northern Continent, inside the main chamber of the Frostwind Alliance, the top elders sat around a massive stone table.
No one spoke for a long time. Only the faint crackle of a cold spirit fire in the corner filled the silence.
Elder Mo, a thin man with sharp features and a voice that usually dominated every meeting, tapped the edge of the table lightly.
"The Western Continent has fallen," he said finally. His voice was soft, almost bitter.
"We all saw it," murmured Elder Shan from across the table. "Their pride. Their collapse."
Another elder, this one younger and more aggressive, leaned forward. "But they held longer than we thought. They didn't shatter immediately."
Elder Mo raised an eyebrow. "Because of the Unified Army."
Everyone knew it.
No one dared deny it.
And behind the Unified Army… everyone also knew the truth.
