Everyone present fell silent after hearing Sreisin’s words.
Some lamented the会长’s sacrifice to protect the world, others felt deceived, and some were bewildered by the sudden disappearance of their greatest pillar of support.
Wen Wen shrugged. “So, to deal with the Great Sage, we can only rely on the people we have now?”
Sreisin nodded. “I’m afraid so.”
Wen Wen surveyed the assembled individuals. The strongest among them was likely Vice-会长 Sreisin.
Then came the original Purifiers: Night Knight, Ishna, Sakuraba Kazunari, Xun Ying, and Desert Priest.
The newly appointed Honorary Purifiers were Wen Wen, Kyōgoku Sorairo, and Demon Beast Xing.
In total, there were nine Cataclysm-level powerhouses. Wen Wen had his own trump cards, and the Hunter Association likely possessed hidden strengths, but overall, they were at a disadvantage against the Great Sage’s faction.
Sreisin nodded. “Then, what we must do now is prepare for retaliation. Although it will be difficult, it is our only option.”
“I will go to unseal a Supreme Containment, hoping it can be of use before the final battle. As for the rest, it will depend on everyone.”
Wen Wen understood what his preparation meant. They had fallen into an absolute disadvantage, so the only way to turn the tide was to prepare before the Great Sage flipped the table and strike first.
Therefore, their preparations had two key points: concealment and speed.
Concealment meant making as many deployments as possible before the operation, trying not to abandon any crucial points.
Speed meant disintegrating the Great Sage’s active forces as quickly as possible once the operation began.
Their greatest advantage was that the Great Sage did not know their plan, nor did he know they had discovered a method to identify the eroded.
Once they made their move, this advantage would be exposed, meaning they only had one chance.
For this single chance, they needed to prepare extensively.
…
The monsters from the Nest of Destruction, led by those beasts, continued to ravage the world.
The high-ranking officials of the Hunter Association only had a brief gathering on the day Wen Wen presented his plan. Following that, all actions were in line with the Great Sage’s logic: to do their best to annihilate the monsters.
Watching the monsters being eliminated one by one, the Great Sage’s mood grew increasingly pleasant. His plan was getting closer to fruition.
At this time, changes were also quietly occurring in other parts of the Federation.
In the Golden Eagle Region, within a centuries-old castle.
Chu Wei, clad in a blood-red robe, sat at the head of the table.
Below him stood thirteen True Sequence-level vampires, the patriarchs of the thirteen clans of the Bloodline.
After Ilias was captured, his family elected a new patriarch, who also possessed True Sequence-level strength.
The Bloodline typically kept a low profile, but they were, after all, the largest supernatural species in the real world, possessing astonishing hidden power.
Vampires existed all over the world, and some dark supernatural species were affiliated with them.
Each clan had a lineage spanning over a thousand years. Some clans even had rotational leadership, with three True Sequence powerhouses sharing the role of patriarch, while the other two slumbered, rotating every century.
Therefore, the overall strength of the Bloodline was astonishing. Had their divine being, the undead Cataclysm-level powerhouse Vlad Dracul Gandor, not disappeared without a trace, their strength would have been comparable to any major clandestine organization.
However, today, these proud vampires knelt on one knee.
They paid respect not to Chu Wei, but to the Blood Emperor Vlad residing within Chu Wei’s body.
Not long ago, Chu Wei had been sent by Wen Wen to persuade these vampires to surrender.
Upon his arrival, he had entered the Bloodline’s core territory and spoken eloquently to the ancient vampires.
He spoke of abandoning darkness for light, of returning to living in the sun, of how the Bloodline was mere trash compared to the Hunter Association, and of the need for harmonious coexistence with humanity…
These words enraged the vampires. Was this persuasion to surrender?
It was clearly a provocation!
Thus, the vampires tortured Chu Wei over a hundred times. Due to Chu Wei’s zombie physique, his strength actually grew rapidly during these tortures.
Gradually, the vampires discovered that they could no longer kill Chu Wei so easily.
Furthermore, this undying physique also aroused their suspicion. After a series of tests, they finally discovered that Chu Wei had a significant connection to the Blood Emperor!
Consequently, all the vampires immediately revered Chu Wei as a totem, raising him high.
Simultaneously, vampire powerhouses scattered across the globe rushed back, eager to see Chu Wei, this mascot.
However, they merely treated Chu Wei with great respect, their ears essentially letting his persuasive words in and out.
They regarded Chu Wei as nothing more than a mascot, keeping him under house arrest in his seat. And once Chu Wei arrived, they had a focal point and could more happily engage in wicked deeds.
It was impossible for them to betray their alliance because of a few words from Chu Wei. Every vampire harbored deep-seated hatred for the Hunter Association.
Moreover, they only suspected Chu Wei’s identity; they were unaware that the Blood Emperor was within Chu Wei’s body.
The place they now occupied was the Bloodline’s territory, similar to the Qi Ling Mountain Range. Such places were not easily disturbed by the Hunter Association.
The density of vampires here was astonishingly high, with fanged vampires visible everywhere.
Chu Wei looked at these individuals below with helplessness, already contemplating how to leave this place via the Containment Facility.
He could no longer persuade them to surrender, and at least the vampires were maintaining appearances, so he couldn’t resort to violence.
Suddenly, Chu Wei felt the ground tremble, as if something colossal was approaching the Bloodline territory.
The vampires went out to investigate and discovered a monster over a hundred meters tall, covered in spikes, advancing step by step. Behind it followed countless monsters from the Nest of Destruction.
One patriarch frowned. He knew this monster had been released by the Great Sage, but why was it attacking them, their allies?
He quickly used a special artifact to contact a liaison from the Truth Society, inquiring why they were being attacked, as they were supposed to be allies.
However, his only response was a busy signal.
At this moment, not a single person in the entire Truth Society remained sane, and the Great Sage no longer needed to maintain his relationship with these clandestine organizations.
He had safely passed the most dangerous period. From now on, the planet would only have his enemies, no allies.
Allies like the Bloodline, who contributed little, could be disregarded. After all, except for the Ultimate Dragon Galemtan, all the monsters were beyond the Great Sage’s control.