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

Riglie's gaze swept over every line of text on the document, then he looked up at the other five people around the round table.

"We've repeatedly rehearsed the details of the defensive line construction. Now we're making a final confirmation."

"The Ozheimer family is responsible for the defense of the main front."

"1,200 main warships, plus ten professional legions, Duran, your fleet must reach the designated jump point on the outskirts of Starfall Rift within 30 standard hours."

"Is it possible?"

Upon hearing this, Duran nodded solemnly and said, "No problem. Before making the motion, I had the family fleet on standby. As soon as the agreement is signed and the order is given, they will immediately jump."

Rigley nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to Elena of the Karsa family: "Elena, your Karsa family is responsible for guerrilla warfare on the flanks and patching up the defenses. Your fleet has the highest mobility, so you must ensure that you can cut into the battlefield and cut off the insect swarm at any time when the main position is under pressure."

Elena replied crisply, "Kalsa's ranger squadron is ready. As long as we can hold the line, we'll take care of the flanks."

Rigley then looked at Cassius of the Wayne Hall family: "Cassius, you will take over the entire logistics supply line and the allocation of energy crystals. I know that the cost of this war after the mobilization of the star field will be astronomical, but once the war starts, the supplies must not be cut off."

"I see."

Cassius sat up straight, his tone calm: "I will have the entire family's merchant fleet converted into transport ships, the main shipping lanes will be under full military control, and supplies will be continuously sent up."

Subsequently, Rigley confirmed the deployment of the defensive formation with Oleg of the Taranis family.

And the specific location of the second buffer line of defense, which was overseen by the Segel family.

Although Hector had shown a clear intention to back down in the previous discussions, he knew that there was no room for reversal now that the decision had been made.

All arrangements have been made, and every fleet, every legion, and every batch of supplies has a clear destination.

Riglie took a deep breath and reached out to operate the control panel on the table.

The holographic documents suspended in mid-air quickly merged.

It was transformed into a supreme war preparedness decree with six blank marking slots.

"Gentlemen, everything that needs to be said has been said."

Rigley looked at the decree, his tone growing heavier: "Once this document is signed, Ashmerkrin will have no way out. We will have no choice but to fight the Old Gods' legions to the death."

"Are you all ready?"

No one spoke around the round table, but everyone silently took out their official seals, representing the highest authority in their family.

Then, they pressed the seals down one by one.

All five ruling families have signed the agreement; only the Rigli family remains.

Rigley picked up the seal of the Lucia family; once he pressed it, the decree would be immediately sent via dedicated line to all the operational centers of the Divine Court.

However, just as Rigli's hand slowly fell, and the seal was less than an inch away from the light screen!

"Thump. Thump thump."

Rigli's hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, and his brows instantly furrowed into a deep frown.

The other five ruling elders around the round table simultaneously raised their heads, their gazes fixed on the heavy star rock gate.

Everyone's face unconsciously showed an expression of extreme surprise.

Terence was also taken aback.

How could someone be knocking on the door?

It's important to understand that not only them, but everyone in the entire Ashmerkham is very clear about the rules of motions for survival.

Even the commander of the Divine Court's patrol legion does not have the authority to come to this floor.

This has never happened.

Even when faced with a full-scale invasion from other divine realms, the motion was never interrupted.

"What happened?"

Hector frowned, stood up, and said in an annoyed tone, "Are the people outside crazy? Don't they know what's going on in there?!"

Rigli slowly withdrew his hand from the seal, his face ashen.

He knew very well that the security chief was willing to risk being sent to the divine court to knock on his door.

Something absolutely earth-shattering has happened outside.

It might even be more serious than the Old God Legion outside the Starfall Rift they just discussed.

"Whoever it is, the fact that they knocked on this door means that the situation has spiraled out of control."

Oleg, leaning on his short cane, said in a voice that echoed through the room, "Open it up and see what's going on outside."

The others exchanged glances, their hearts filled with doubt and uncertainty, but they also understood the seriousness of the situation.

While interrupting a motion is certainly a violation of the law, if an irreversible event were to occur outside, any decree they sign here would be nothing more than a piece of waste paper.

Without further hesitation, Rigli reached out and pressed his fingerprint on another area of ​​the control panel.

"Remove the physical blockade and open the door."

As he finished speaking, the tightly sealed Star Rock gate slowly slid open to both sides.

Standing outside the door was none other than Colvin, the chief of the Eye of Deep Space.

At this moment, his clothes were somewhat disheveled, and the fabric on his shoulders was noticeably wrinkled, clearly indicating that he had been on a rapid journey. His expression was tense, and his features seemed frozen.

However, he did not show any panic, nor did he look around.

After seeing the door open, he strode straight into the conference room.

Upon seeing the newcomer's face, the astonishment on the faces of the ruling elders deepened.

They certainly knew this person.

The chief of the Eye of Deep Space is the highest-ranking technical official responsible for monitoring high-dimensional energy fluctuations within the divine realm.

Such positions, which are more inclined towards logistics and scientific research, are not normally allowed to set foot in this room.

Rigley looked at the person standing in front of him, his eyes sharpening.

Clearly, he sensed some danger in Colevin's serious expression.

"Mr. Colvin? What brings you here?"

Kelvin did not flinch in the face of the six ruling elders who held the power of life and death over the entire realm of God.

"Elders of the ruling government, I apologize for disturbing you."

"I know that during a motion for survival, it is a serious crime for anyone to disturb it for any reason. But if I don't come, I'm afraid no one will be able to judge this serious crime."

Upon hearing this, everyone present raised an eyebrow slightly.

Hector scoffed, "You, a mere commander-in-chief, have quite the nerve. No one's going to judge you? Heh... You'd better pray you actually have a reason to convince us."

Colvin ignored Hector's pressure and instead raised his right hand, placing the data chip flat in his palm.

"I do not intend to disregard the law, but the information I hold in my hands concerns the survival of all living beings in the entire star system."

"And it's urgent."