The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

Everyone nodded, quickly regaining their senses, and the discussion soon began.

Although the Ozheimer family suffered a defeat on the periphery, their main force remained intact. Duran immediately reported a number: 1,200 capital ships, plus ten professional legions, totaling 470,000 men.

Elena followed closely behind, while the Karsa family had slightly fewer members, but their superior mobility made up for it.

Wienhall, on the other hand, stated that they could provide ample logistical support for the Divine Court army.

As Rigli listened, he made notes and sketches on the data board.

The location of the defensive line, the allocation of troops, the rotation cycle, and the scheduling of logistics.

One by one, they broke them apart, crumbled them, and spread them out on the table.

The discussion around the round table became increasingly intense, with the pace of conversation quickening.

……

However, just as everyone was engaged in heated discussion...

Hundreds of floors below the council tower, in the central hall of the Ashmerkham headquarters, a middle-aged man was walking briskly through the crowd.

His name is Colvin, the chief of the Eye in the Deep Space.

Deep Space Eye is an organization under Ashmerkrin that specializes in monitoring high-dimensional energy fluctuations.

Normally, the work at the organization is quite leisurely and boring.

Most of the time, the monitoring data is stable, with occasional fluctuations. You just write a report, submit it, and that's it.

The people inside sell information and earn some extra money, living a fairly comfortable life.

But clearly, today is different.

Colvin took long, hurried strides, his boots clapping loudly on the star rock ground, two buttons undone on his uniform collar, and sweat beaded on his forehead.

He was followed by two assistants who had to jog to keep up with his pace.

"Commander, please slow down, the teleportation array is just ahead."

One of the assistants reminded him, panting.

Colewin ignored him, because anyone could see that his face looked terrible.

After all, just fifteen minutes earlier, the Deep Space Eye's monitoring array had captured a set of abnormal waveforms.

However, the unusual fluctuation did not originate from the direction of Starfall Rift, but from the airspace where the Old God Legion was gathered.

Instead, it came from within the realm of the gods, from the heart of Ashmerk's Court.

When Colewin heard the news, he naturally didn't quite believe it.

But after checking it repeatedly, he found that the monitoring was correct.

He dared not think about what this meant.

All he knew was that this matter had to be delivered to the ruling elders' desks immediately, right now.

The teleportation platform is right in front of us.

Colevan quickened his pace, almost jogging up the steps.

However, as soon as he stepped onto the edge of the platform, two figures cut across from the side, one on the left and one on the right, blocking his way completely.

The two Star Rangers simply raised their arms at the same time, placing them in front of Colvin.

Clearly, as Star Rangers from Ashmerkton's headquarters, they were quite familiar with the upper echelons of the Divine Court.

They naturally recognized the person in front of them.

That is why they would not dare to stop them under normal circumstances.

But unfortunately, today is different.

"Chief, you cannot go up."

Colvin paused, his chest heaving. "Make way! I have urgent intelligence to report to the ruling elders!"

However, the two rangers showed no respect whatsoever: "Excuse me, Chief, the six ruling elders are currently deliberating on the survival of the star field! During the deliberation, the top floor of the council tower is completely sealed off. No one is allowed to enter, communicate, or disturb us."

"These are the laws of the Divine Court; please don't make things difficult for us!"

Upon hearing this, Colvin's pupils contracted sharply.

Motion of survival.

He certainly knew what those four words meant.

Since its establishment, the Ashmerkham has only been triggered twice.

Each time, it meant that the entire star field was at a critical juncture of life and death.

Therefore, the elders clearly already knew about the arrival of the Old God Legion, the sealing of the Starfall Rift, and the swarm of billions of insects.

Otherwise, the motion for survival would not be initiated.

The problem is that what he has is not the same as the Old Gods Legion.

The Old Gods' legions are outside the Rift, which is an external threat.

The waveforms he just monitored were inside the Divine Realm.

In the hinterland.

Right under Ashmert's nose.

If his judgment is correct, it means that the hand of the Old Gods has already reached in.

It wasn't a swarm of insects, nor a fleet; it was something more insidious and deadly.

It might be a ritual.

It could be an anchor point.

It's possible that an ancient god legion has quietly infiltrated the divine realm and is making some kind of preparation.

And for every minute that is delayed, that thing completes one more step.

"I don't care about laws or anything like that!"

Thinking of this, Colvin's voice suddenly rose, drawing the attention of several passing officials: "The intelligence I have is unrelated to the battle situation in the Rift Abyss!"

"It's something else! Something else that could be fatal!"

The two rangers remained motionless.

"Mr. Chief of Staff, we understand your anxiety."

The ranger on the left maintained his composure: "But the rules of a motion for survival are not something we can break. The teleportation array on the top floor will be physically locked until the meeting ends. Even if we wanted to let it through, the array platform wouldn't respond."

Upon hearing this, Colvin clenched his teeth.

Of course he knew this rule.

Once the motion for survival is initiated, the top floor of the council tower will be completely sealed off.

The teleportation array is locked, communications are blocked, and even the air circulation system is switched to an independent loop, all to prevent any external factors from interfering with decision-making.

This has been an ironclad rule since the establishment of the Divine Court.

But rules are rigid, while circumstances are flexible.

He glanced down at the data chip in his hand, then looked up at the layered tower structure above him.

The top floor of the council tower is a full 3,872 floors away from where he is now.

If he had taken the regular route, even if he had run all the way up...

Without a standard time, it's impossible to reach.

The duration of a meeting to decide on a motion for survival can range from two or three standard hours to half a standard day, or even several standard days.

If the motion is short, it's fine.

If it takes several standard days, how can he afford to wait?

"What about communications? Is there any exception channel, emergency line, or backup frequency band for the top-level communication shielding?"

At that moment, Colevin spoke up urgently again.

The two rangers exchanged a glance.

The man on the right paused for two seconds before speaking, "There is one, but the authority for that line is not in our hands. It's with Director Wald at the Council Tower Management Office. Moreover, activating the emergency line requires the joint authorization codes of at least two ruling elders, which means that the line is also useless until the meeting ends."

Upon hearing this, Colvin felt his blood pressure rise.

This won't work, and that won't work either?

Are we really going to wait until the meeting is over?