Mount of Light, with the conclusion of the Falcon Kingdom's civil war, the Human World now faces only the Church being relentlessly beaten.
Under the constant pressure from all sides, Shelter VII's hair has already turned half-gray.
Bear in mind, he's a Sanctuary Powerhouse. By all accounts, reaching such a level should ensure his physical vigor remains peak until later years.
"How far advanced are the negotiations?"
Shelter VII asked with concern.
War wasn't an option. The human nations have grouped together to exert pressure, and direct confrontation would undoubtedly be the worst strategy.
Even if they threw in everything the Church had, it would at best cause minor inconvenience for the enemies.
For now, their aim is only to weaken the Church. If the situation further deteriorates, it might well turn into its complete annihilation.
There are already two alternate replacements lined up. This is not three centuries ago; their position is no longer irreplaceable.
