At Neuport, the atmosphere in the vintage, luxurious meeting hall in Astraeus headquarters was tense and depressed.
The Snyder brothers, five elders, and Ralph were in the hall with several experts in the Renascence Phase and above.
Ralph's eyes were bloodshot as he yelled at a man beside him who was sweating profusely and shivering nonstop, "Why are none of the calls getting through? Are they all dead?"
"Supreme Leader, I-I have no clue either. I'll keep calling..." The man was on the verge of breaking into tears.
He held a complete list of contact numbers of all the lords, leaders, and patriarchs, which he had just sorted out. However, he had called more than ten, and every call ended as the receiver wasn't in the network service area.
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