"Take the gamble… and maybe we can still carve out a path of survival for the Kalet Empire…"
He looked at them with pleading eyes, desperation written all over his face.
The powerhouses of the Temple of the Gods felt deeply unsettled when they heard him.
Among them were warriors who had rushed back from the front lines of the Undead Battlefield, where they had been fighting without regard for their lives; others had been dragged out of seclusion by force; and together with those who had already been stationed in the Temple of the Gods, there were now more than two hundred legendary-grade powerhouses gathered here!
Seeing their hesitation, the emperor clenched his teeth and said harshly,
"If the glory in your hearts and the Kalet Empire have already collapsed, then what am I, this emperor, but a joke? This empire would be nothing more than an empty shell without flesh or blood!"
