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Chapter 1148: Intelligence and Coordination
Chapter 1148: Intelligence and Coordination
Regarding the Trinity Convergence, Chen Chuan only had a rough idea of the time period.
However, Hong Fu obtained some additional information from Alura, which included the exact time of the Trinity Convergence and a message about the Blood Skull.
From these two pieces of information, it seemed his previous judgment was close. The chaos in the city today was undoubtedly related to Alura.
But...
He looked at the source of the light in the distance. If he wasn't mistaken, it should be coming from the Broken Pillar Cluster, which was still some distance from the Central City. This might be a situation even Alura couldn't predict.
After all, her consciousness couldn't leave the city limits. The outside situation could only be analyzed based on existing data and a large amount of information. For something that had existed for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, if no one had studied it, she wouldn't know its intricacies.
He glanced again in the direction of the Sealed Hall. The greatest reliance of the Weizhou Central City was that upper-level power. Now that this power was ineffective, how did they plan to deal with the situation?
In the White Rock Long Hall, the members of the Governor Council were panicking, even Len couldn't help but change his expression. This unexpected turn of events had completely disrupted their plans.
If the spiritual power from above couldn't help them now, how were they going to stop those three individuals?
News from outside soon came back, informing them that the disturbance originated from the Broken Pillar Cluster.
The image of the Zen Practitioners stacking broken pillars immediately came to the minds of the managers.
Could it be the Zen Sect?
They didn't jump to conclusions. The Xiaojue Temple had significant influence in the Federation, and it would be unwise to implicate them without evidence.
One of the managers asked, "Alura, how long can you hold them off?"
Alura responded in an emotionless voice, "Based on the current strength of the Aetheric Field ritual, I can hold them off for fifteen to eighteen minutes."
The manager immediately said, "Ladies and gentlemen, we need to consider the worst-case scenario. We only have a few minutes to discuss our strategy."
The managers, when it came to their lives and ruling authority, were still quite quick-witted. Someone spoke rapidly, "Mr. Dayer Rosad is just outside the city. We can invite him in under the pretext of joint defense with the West Shore, and ask him for assistance."
Another person voiced concern, "Both the emperor and the Chancellor are Throne Fighters. Can Mr. Rosad handle them?"
Len said, "It shouldn't be a problem. Before each individual was imprisoned in the Sealed Hall, a Relic was implanted in their bodies. This can temporarily isolate their spirits from seeking external energy.
Without this, they can only rely on their physical bodies, and they are also quite weakened from long-term imprisonment. The Secret Temple Fighters should be able to hold them off. According to Alura's data, the Trinity Convergence won't last more than half an hour. If we can last that long, we'll win."
Someone said, "Can the Secret Temple Fighters hold them off? In that case, we can ask Mr. Weiss from the Free Celestial Academy to step in."
Everyone agreed. The Free Celestial Academy was also part of the ruling elite of Vijiazia, and they had an obligation to protect the Central City in times of crisis.
"But even then, we can only find two Secret Temple Fighters, which isn't enough to handle three directions..."
The Secret Temple Fighters were true upper-level Gou Dou Jia, and it was rare for them to gather. Finding two was already a rare occurrence. This was why Chen Chuan's previous victory was so notable; under normal circumstances, defeating several Secret Temple Fighters would be impossible, let alone even encountering them.
A manager hesitated for a moment and said, "Perhaps we can ask the Dashaun Delegation for help. Isn't Chen Chief very strong? He should be able to handle one direction, right?"
Len immediately rejected the idea, "I don't think that's feasible."
He believed this matter had to be handled by them and couldn't involve representatives from Da Shun. If they did, the outside world would interpret it as international intervention, and it might even be portrayed as them relying on Da Shun's aid in a crisis, which would be a significant blow to their reputation in both Weizhou Central City and the West Shore.
The managers looked at each other, and someone whispered a few words, while another sent a message through their implanted device.
On a flying ship outside the city, Dayer Rosad received a request for assistance from the Central City. Without much hesitation, he agreed.
Given the urgency of the situation, he couldn't follow the normal procedures to enter the city. He quickly put on his protective clothing, stepped out of the cabin, glanced at the direction, and his spiritual fire ignited. With a loud boom, a beam of light shot into the sky.
In Lunovila Central City, at the Aurelian Palace, a duty officer received a call from the West Shore. He listened intently and quickly jotted down the content with a steel pen.
Sweat beaded on his forehead, and he responded in short, labored breaths, "Understood!" He tore the paper from his notebook, took large strides, and passed through a long, carpeted corridor. At the end, he used his shoulder to push open a carved archway.
Under the sparkling crystal chandelier in the room, Olin and Cassian were seated at a round table, holding documents and pens, seemingly discussing something. On the table, there were invigorating beverages emitting a rich aroma.
Olin immediately stood up when he saw the out-of-breath clerk, took the record from his hand, glanced at it, and said, "We need to see the Chancellor right away."
Cassian said, "The Chancellor took his medicine and went to sleep an hour ago."
Olin shook his head and waved the paper in his hand, "This matter must be decided by the Chancellor himself."
Cassian took the paper, looked at it, and said, "Let's go, I'll go with you."
Fifteen minutes later, the two shook hands with the on-duty secretary and walked out of the Chancellor's office.
Cassian said, "The Chancellor has instructed us to quickly quell the incident. Time is tight now. The West Coast people won't listen to our instructions, and our people can't get there in time. Even if we follow the procedures, it will take at least an hour, plus the time to get there, and the situation may already be beyond saving. I think we can seek help from the visiting delegation still in the area."
Olin said, "The Dashaun Delegation?"
Cassian nodded, "We can pass the message through the first visiting delegation of Dashaun. Mr. Chen's strength is also trustworthy."
"The West Coast people won't agree to that."
Cassian emphasized, "This is the authority granted by the Chancellor. They have no choice but to comply."
The Sealed Hall must not have any issues. Although the East Coast has always wanted to weaken the West Coast, if the prisoners in the Sealed Hall escape, it will be a major event involving the entire Federation. Such a serious incident cannot be allowed to happen during the Chancellor's term.
Olin said, "Then... let's send the message. I hope it's not too late."
Just a few minutes later, the leader of the first visiting delegation, Jiang Hongzhi, gathered the two deputy leaders and Fan Zhentong. He had his assistant distribute copies of the telegram to everyone.
"The Federation has asked us to assist in defending the Sealed Hall. What are your thoughts?"
Deputy leader Tu Haisheng spoke first.
"Leader, I think this is feasible. Since it's an active request from the Federation government, it will be beneficial for our upcoming negotiations. We can have Director Chen step in to help."
Deputy leader Chu Zhi said, "Can Director Chen handle it?"
Fan Zhentong said, "We're not asking Director Chen to handle all three of them, just one. These things have been imprisoned for so long; Director Chen is more than capable."
Jiang Hongzhi looked around and, seeing no further comments, said, "Since there are no objections, send the telegram to Director Chen. Let him decide based on the situation. If he thinks it's not feasible, he won't act. His safety comes first."
The assistant recorded this, waited for his signature, saluted, and immediately went out to send the telegram.
Jiang Hongzhi turned to Fan Zhentong and said, "The safety of the second visiting delegation must be guaranteed. According to diplomatic regulations, we have the right to implement temporary protection measures. Old Fan, please keep an eye on things."
Fan Zhentong said, "Understood", and stood up, walking out. His arm could be seen moving slightly.
A beam of light from Weizhou Central City descended upon the Sealed Hall, and with a loud boom, it struck the ground. The orange-yellow Spiritual Flame spread outward. Rossard stood in the center, gazing at the fog ahead.
After a moment, a figure gradually emerged from the swirling mist and became clearer.
It was a man of medium build with thick, light brown hair and a prominent, eagle-like nose. His eyes were cold and deep.
He was dressed in an early Federation military uniform, made of deep gray wool fabric. The double row of copper buttons on his chest had lost their luster, faded and worn from the passage of time. The cuffs and shoulders bore the old emblems of a high-ranking West Coast commander.
Rossard was momentarily transported back to the days when this man led them into battle. During the East and West Coast civil war, it was this man who led them against the East Coast, eventually forcing them to sign a ceasefire agreement.
But as he looked again, his expression grew solemn. He saw many arms extending from the man's back, moving in a strange way. He could also sense a face on the back of the man's head, which was now wearing a peculiar smile.
He said in a deep voice, "Mr. Cavinton, it's been a long time."
Cavinton stood still and spoke in a voice with a peculiar tremor, "General Dalyr? I prefer to be called Commander."
"Commander..." Rossard said, "You shouldn't have come out."
Cavinton's eyes suddenly turned fierce. His grayish-white eyes rolled, and he suddenly asked, "General Rossard, I want to ask you, did you vote to have me imprisoned?"
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