Lein certainly desired the position of supre ruler of the Divine Sky Realm, but he didn't want to force his will or make people feel coerced. For Lein, it was important to build leadership that was respected without using power harshly or exploiting their weaknesses. He wanted to create an environnt where every alliance leader felt they were contributing voluntarily, not under pressure.
Lein turned to the side and asked, "Nita, what do you think?"
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Nita, who had been busy reviewing data on her tablet, paused suddenly at her brother's question. She raised her face, slightly surprised, but quickly donned her usual calm expression. Her sharp eyes t Lein's for a mont, then she placed her tablet on the table.
"This isn't just about numbers, Brother. It goes deeper than that; it's about trust and security. If they feel we're trying to control them completely, that fear will destroy everything we've built," Nita said, her tone calm but thoughtful.
She continued, "But if we can give them enough space to still feel independent while working under strong leadership, they'll be more likely to accept it. The imperial system Laras proposed... could work, but it will take ti to convince everyone."
Lein nodded slowly, considering Nita's words. To him, it was crucial to find the balance between strong leadership and enough freedom to make people feel comfortable with their positions.
"Alright, for now, we'll postpone the decision regarding the cooperation with the other alliances."
"The main point is, as long as they agree to being the ruler of the Divine Sky Realm and becoming their guardian, we will assist them."
After thinking for a while and unable to find the best solution at the mont, Lein decided to postpone the decision. He believed the most important thing now was to help the alliances face the onslaught of the foreign races.
Everyone nodded in agreent, even Laras and the old man Haikal Emanuel remained silent, indicating their approval.
"Nita, assign the tasks for the rescue operations," Lein said to Nita.
Nita was already prepared and quickly began reading the data on the tablet in her hands.
"In general, almost all of humanity has asked for help, and we have already outlined the major list of enemies attacking," Nita said in a clear, commanding voice.
"We've sent the deploynt data to the alliance chat. The red markers indicate islands with the highest danger levels," Nita explained, displaying her tablet, which showed a list of alliance islands along with their danger levels marked by various colors.
On the screen, most of the danger levels were marked in yellow. Yellow indicated less than 10 Tier-3 creatures. anwhile, the blue danger level indicated fewer than three Tier-3 creatures. The green level ant no Tier-3 creatures were present on that island.
The final danger level was red, where the number of Tier-3 creatures exceeded 10, with the numbers constantly fluctuating as data updated in real-ti.
"Crazy... all the top 20 alliances are marked red," muttered a young man with glowing black eyes. He stared at the screen with a hint of worry and sadness, as if he could already see the horrifying situation on those islands. This young man was Efan, gifted with the Eyes of Fortune. He, along with the old man Takulani, were among the first to join the alliance ford by Lein.
"I wonder why these foreign creatures are targeting the islands with the highest human power?" Gusti, with his muscular body, asked with a puzzled expression, as if he thought the foreign creatures were seeking their own death.
Several mbers of the alliance turned their gaze to Gusti, feeling that there was so truth to what he said. The unfortunate ones who entered Lein's island never even saw what the island looked like before they were reduced to ash by the lightning tower.
"What's there to wonder? Of course, they think they're strong enough and are going straight for the highest power islands," Laras said coldly, eager to crush the foreign invaders. Her usually bright and smiling expression had turned into a permanent frown.
"I also believe their teleportation technique depends on the number of portals on an island. Obviously, the top alliance islands have more portals. That way, they can bring in more and stronger foreign creatures," added the old man Haikal Emanuel.
The other core mbers nodded in understanding. The old man Haikal had a wealth of knowledge, having spent much of his ti exploring high-level realms during the inter-race war events.
Nita then continued the briefing on the rescue operation. Her gaze was sharp, but her face remained calm.
"Brother, Laras, and Haikal Emanuel will imdiately move to assist the top 5 alliances marked in red," she said firmly. "The number of Tier-3 creatures attacking there continues to grow, already exceeding twenty. The situation is extrely dangerous, and you must be prepared to face powers we've never encountered before."
All alliance mbers listened attentively, knowing the gravity of the situation. Every decision could an life or death.
"Efan and Master Takulani, you two will remain on the island to guard its defense," she continued, glancing at Efan, who was still focused on his screen, and Takulani, who nodded resolutely. "We need you here to ensure no surprise attacks occur."
Efan, with his Eyes of Fortune, seed able to sense impending danger, while Takulani, with his vast experience, was ready for any eventuality.
"The remaining six core mbers," Nita shifted her gaze to them, "will be sent to assist the alliances ranked 6 to 20. You will help them fend off the attacks from the foreign creatures. While the threat level there is slightly lower, we cannot underestimate the enemy's strength."
The mbers in question nodded, accepting the responsibility given to them.
Nita then raised her voice, more firm and commanding, "Rember, our primary goal here is to ensure the survival of humanity. However, your safety cos first. Do not act recklessly. Move strategically, and if the situation becos too dangerous, retreat imdiately to save yourselves."
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