"Then please return the magician's business to the magician."
"..."
Lord Bai Yi was in deep thought. He was seriously considering the plans that the other party might implement and their feasibility.
Now that Cornwall has been mentioned, and considering that the other party has been rooted there for so long, the biggest possibility is to change the location to attract the firepower of the Magicians Association.
He admitted that this approach was not impossible, but he still raised questions.
"One more question, magician."
"Have you ever thought that even if our plan succeeds... this may not be a good sign, but may lead to a catastrophe?"
Lord Bai Yi said in a deep voice: "If the alliance of the Dead Apostles is just cooperation, it may be superficial."
"But, if a unified king really appears, it would almost be a declaration of independence for the Dead Apostles."
"This will instead stimulate the Magician Association and the Church to reach a further consensus and launch a violent attack on us."
"Of course I know." Hearing this, Victor smiled and said, "But Lord White Wing."
"If we don't integrate, how many of the twenty-seven ancestors here will be left?"
"To linger on is just to be slowly eaten away, to die slowly. Is this not what you want?"
"Humph, if any race has to rely on the strength and mercy of others to survive, then its existence has lost its meaning." The White Winged Duke snorted and said coldly: "We have no objection to this point, but you know that's not what I'm asking."
“Are you worried about the aftermath?”
Victor raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "So, I told you, you can't guess my plan."
"In short, I'm not simply trying to divert the blame. Don't worry, just leave the follow-up of the Magic Association to me."
"You are so confident."
"At least this confidence is a good thing here, isn't it?"
Lord Bai Yi narrowed his eyes dangerously and said in a deep voice: "I must know your plan."
"I know this is not a good thing for you, Lord White Wing." Victor smiled, turned his head away and said, "Too much pressure will make you unable to sleep at night."
"Humph, I'm a dead apostle and I don't sleep at night."
Lord White Wing said disdainfully: "Show your sincerity, magician. You should know that my original intention was to rule together, not to surrender."
"It was your performance that made me decide to take a step back and aim for a greater future. This should be our common aspiration."
Well, very tough... Victor's eyes unconsciously glanced at Altluci. The White Winged Prince didn't seem to be the kind of guy who would easily trust others. Yes, for so many years, he didn't believe that the two princesses could lead the Dead Apostles well, and he did everything by himself. Altluci even hated him for a while, thinking that the other party had the ambition to seize power.
Well, the other party did have it, but in the final analysis, it was because he did not trust Altluchi's ability.
Victor's fingers tapped the handle of the chair rhythmically, and he suddenly nodded: "Then I'll take another step back."
"I plan to detonate the mysterious leak."
As soon as these words came out, the whole scene fell silent again.
How many times has this happened?
The first thing that occurred to Bai Yigong was shock, and the second thing he felt was the absurdity that the entire rhythm of the meeting was controlled by the other party.
It was as if the other party did it on purpose. Every once in a while, he would bring up a topic that shocked all the ancestors, and they couldn't help but focus their attention on the other party. What a terrifying skill... No, now is not the time to think about this.
I can do similar things if I prepare carefully, but I just don’t bother to do them now.
What's important now is the other party's proposal. Yes... Lord Bai Yi quickly calmed himself down and was about to speak when he heard a surprised voice from a distance.
"Detonating a mysterious leak? Are you serious?"
The expression on the face of Baozhu Weng Zelrich was quite strange. He didn't even care whether to interfere or not. He said with a fake smile: "You said this in front of me?"
"Do you know my relationship with the Magic Association, Magician?"
"of course."
Victor confirmed, "But it is necessary."
He said without hesitation: "People will feel the pain only when they are bitten."
"If you are too docile, the children passing by might kick you."
He had explained this principle to Artluchi. It was a very obvious and simple principle that was easy to understand.
"But, you will also trigger the bottom line of the Magic Association."
"You are destroying the foundation of modern magic—"
Lord Bai Yi was stunned and said, "Aren't you worried that the Magic Association will fight us to the death because of this..."
"Really?" Victor asked in surprise.
He looked at the White Winged Lord, then turned to the Jewel Lord below and asked again, "Will it?"
Then, he put away his smile and said coldly: "If so, this base that does not allow the Dead Apostles to survive should be destroyed."
"..."
The whole scene fell silent for a moment, and all the ancestors looked at this extremely bold guy in astonishment, as if he was committing a treason in front of Bao Shi Weng.
Until Bao Shi Weng spoke in a deep voice: "Are you threatening me... No, that's it."
"That's why you went to so much trouble to get me to show up."
"you need me."
Bao Shi Weng laughed angrily and narrowed his eyes and said, "You need me to be the messenger, or... the mediator."
Victor's purpose is clear at this moment. The greatest role of Jewel is to use his huge influence on the Magic Association to eliminate the influence of radicals, such as Barthelmero, and even, conversely, let the Magic Association reach an agreement with the Dead Apostles.
"Maybe." Victor did not comment on Bao Shi Weng's guess, "But in fact, no one knows better than you."
"Those guys in the Magic Association are weak now, aren't they?"
The Gem Master is just insurance, not the core.
For Victor, he didn't believe that those famous families in high positions were really willing to fight to the death with them, the dead disciples, just for the sake of their pride.
Are you kidding? What the hell are these Dead Apostles?
To a famous family, it is a stray dog, a stray dog on the roadside.
They don't care about life or death. In order to prevent the secret from being leaked, they will kill if necessary.
But let them fight?
What a joke! Since ancient times, there has been no reason for a noble person to fight with a poor person.
"..."
Gemstone Owen Zelrich lowered his eyelids. The other party's words left him speechless for a moment.
To be honest, he really couldn't figure out how the Magicians Association could counter Victor's behavior.
The church does not care about the secrets being leaked. They will even train ordinary people to assist the agents.
Other forces like the Spiral Pavilion? They are not afraid either, as they belong to another mysterious system and are not bound by artificial ether.
Even the Wandering Sea of the Magic Association doesn't care. Their minds are full of the Age of Gods and returning to the Age of Gods, and they don't care about the life and death of modern magic at all.
After thinking about it, it really was the clock tower...it was eaten up.
Thinking of this, Bao Shi Weng became even more speechless.
And you still say you're not targeting me?!
The other ancestors were also thinking about it. In fact, they had thought about similar principles, but no one had ever mentioned it.
What it all comes down to is whether or not there is someone willing to fight hard, and it cannot be done alone.
Being just an ancestor, he can't achieve a similar goal at all, and he can't hurt the opponent by biting him, so he can only die.
"Gentlemen."
Seeing that no one spoke, Victor continued.
He organized his words and began his speech!
"The last time I was a human was a long time ago."
"Or, when was the last time you understood humans?"
Thousands of years? Hundreds of years?
He glanced at Bao Shi Weng. The person who knew humans best here was an ancient human who came from before the Age of Gods.
"And I, just over a month ago, was still a human being."
He smiled and said softly: "I have told Your Highness before, and now, I will tell you."
"Humans are powerful, they are numerous, they are imaginative, they are creative, but they are also complex."
"Everyone, since we can't even unite the Dead Apostles who are outnumbered, why do you think humans can really unite and destroy us?"
"If the external enemy is strong, the weak will huddle together for warmth."
"We can unite because we feel the pressure, but humans don't."
"The Magic Association will not really let go of their hatred towards the Church, and they have even less hatred towards us. They are just targeting us because they are afraid that we will cause the secret to be leaked. If we form order, it will actually help them protect the secret."
"Isn't it easier for us to divide humans than for humans to divide us?"
Victor's voice echoed in the hall, as passionate as the leader of the Sichuan Fisheries. Artluqi behind him held his chin and listened very attentively.
She was very clear that Victor had absolute control over these theories, and this was something she had to understand and learn.
She looked at Victor's back and curled up the corners of her mouth unconsciously.
"And Lord White Wing, I can stand here and tell you all this because Altluchi has the corresponding qualifications and strength. The reason why I challenge Lord Black Wing, in addition to wanting to gain his support, is also to show my strength."
Victor turned around, looked seriously at the solemn figure who was already in deep thought, and whispered: "Negotiations require equal status."
"A weak race must unite as one to fight against the mainstream. If you want the vampires to gain recognition from the world, it is not enough to just be strong."
"You have to be able to make your voice heard, to tell the ordinary people who have been deceived by their top leaders, and to change their ideas."
“And this ability can only be gained through struggle.”
"Oh, of course, it's too early to talk about your ambitions now. What we need now is to survive."
Victor smiled softly and suddenly said, "Come to think of it, Lord White Wing, do you know that in my opinion, your ambition is still a little small?"
"Oh?"
Lord Bai Yi was slightly stunned, and then felt a little ridiculous: "Arrogant."
"Maybe."
Victor didn't take it seriously and held up his hands: "Look, it's just a trivial matter, but you guys have been thinking about it for so long."
"Sometimes being old doesn't mean a good thing, Lord White Wing, what are you most afraid of now?"
"Oh, it's the Magic Association, it's the Church, it's a union of both."
"But you know what I'm afraid of?"
Victor walked down the stairs, step by step, to the center of the ancestors, and said seriously: "What I'm afraid of is those ordinary people."
"They are developing their own 'mystery' quietly in their own way, without any powerful means."
"Looking around the world, the light of technology is frantically destroying the remnants of the old era."
"You are clinging to your own territory and focusing on Europe, but you are ignoring the changes in the whole world - the Magic Association and the Church? Oh, in a dozen years, I guess they will not be able to protect themselves."
Victor ridiculed everyone, until he saw everyone frowning, he suddenly changed the subject:
“Of course, but it is precisely because of the growth of ordinary people that I see opportunities.”
"Everyone..."
“Ordinary people, a group we used to look down upon, are gradually gaining a say in the world.”
"And it is precisely their pursuit of power and their desire for power that is unparalleled."
A strange bloody light slowly flowed out from the two holes in Victor's mask. All the ancestors couldn't help but raise their heads. This guy...
"In the Cornwall area, 60% of the people have been transformed into vampires by me, and this number is still increasing. Within a month, I can guarantee that it will be 100%. Can you imagine it?"
Hiss, there was a shocked voice from below, and Victor laughed. His voice became even louder, and even the dead apostles on duty outside could hear it: "But what you can't imagine is - these people!!"
