Mid tier civilisation.
Extreme zone of the Eldlath empire.
In a base.
In a conference room.
Several individuals, rank 7 supreme stage dao level powerhouses, were seated in a circular manner, staring at a large screen displaying pictures of various kinds, with uneasy expressions on their faces.
A figure sighed.
"We need the help of an arbiter."
Another nodded. "It's obvious. 7 rank 7 supreme stage dao level lifeforms have died to those vimodials in a week.It means the enemy is beyond our strength."
"If we keep heading there, we all die meaningless deaths and the empire becomes more vulnerable to enemy attacks," someone said.
"Let's contact the arbiters as soon as possible."
A few moments later—
"The nine arbiters are currently unavailable."
The one who tried contacting them said.
"It seems they may be occupied with other matters. Then we are doomed." Someone leaned forward anxiously.
"Not really. Have you forgotten there are ten arbiters now?"
