Emperor Rael had been having a bad day.
The resistance of the Panamic Alliance had been crumbling under the mounting pressure from the true world. The countless forces that had begun converging upon the Panama Continent had truly been overwhelming for human civilization. Despite having collectivized all Martial Sages and an increasing share of the Martial Master population, they had been simply unable to halt the invasions of the true world.
He had tried everything he could think of, from rationing his Martial Sages to using Silas Clan's prophecy to concentrate them all at once in certain places, to relying on divide and conquer. He had tried leveraging newfound alliances and pushing, squeezing everything he had.
And yet, it proved to be insufficient.
