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Chapter 946 - 724: The Double Surprise of the Bingxue Witch and Hyperion_2

The so-called Third Ancestor, who could be titled the Duke of the Blood Clan, was undoubtedly a ninth-order terrifying creature.

After all ninth-order beings were forcibly conscripted by the Ninth-order Shadow World, which only appeared once every century or two, whoever could break through to the ninth-order first would become the invincible being of their time.

However, if there was a ninth-order under a very strong seal and happened to be rescued at this point in time, that would be an extraordinarily advanced strength.

With the addition of this ability called "Blood Control Heart," it would undoubtedly become a true power of stealing the country, replicating the tragedy of the Ancient Times of the Huo Ning Empire.

The Snow Witch, having understood the cause and effect in a short time, covered her forehead with a headache.

She also did not know how to deal with the ninth-order Blood Clan lurking in the hinterland of the Empire, feeling it was an unsolvable situation.

The only one who might be able to defeat the Third Ancestor was probably Lanci, Loren’s student, who possessed an immaculate mind unaffected by the Blood Control Heart and also held the Power of the Sun that could reduce the strength of the Blood Clan by tenfold—as if he was born to be the natural enemy of the Third Ancestor.

The problem was that Lanci’s current rank was still too low; even if he could successfully find the Third Ancestor, he would not be able to defeat his arch-enemy at the moment.

"Why does it ’seem’?"

The Snow Witch recalled the words of Pranay and slowly muttered to herself.

He said that currently, it seemed that the largest source of disaster for the Cerryti Empire was the Blood Clan’s Third Ancestor, Duke Rashar.

If the true fundamental issue of the Cerryti Empire was the manipulations of the Blood Clan behind the scenes, why then did Pranay add the words "it seems"?

"Pranay, what did you see?"

The Snow Witch asked him.

"..."

"I saw a very terrifying man, and when I saw him, it was as if he could see me too."

Pranay hesitated, then spoke in a heavy voice.

After that, he dared not look in the direction of the military strategists and generals’ headquarters of the Capital Bulerida of the Cerryti Empire.

"Who is it?"

The Snow Witch asked.

"The First Army God, Hesintos, who has been given the Diamond Throne."

Pranay answered.

"Do you think he is more dangerous than the Blood Clan’s Third Ancestor?"

The Snow Witch thought and asked again.

The ninth-order was a domain that could be compared to the Divine, and reaching it meant that one had reached the limits of creatures. There would no longer be an increase in attributes, and to become stronger, one could only adjust their state, enhance skills and craftsmanship, and obtain stronger Epic Items.

And for some creatures that had stayed at the limit of the eighth-order for a long time, it was only their attributes that had not reached the ninth-order. No one knew whether they had reached perfection in other aspects.

The three Great Demons exchanged glances.

For the Snow Witch to come to them, if there wasn’t a pressing need, she likely wouldn’t ask these members of the Demon Race for help.

It appeared that the alliance’s spies had obtained some extremely disastrous intelligence, and they couldn’t just sit and wait for doom. They could only come to them, hoping they would help on the basis of kinship and old friendship.

"Brother, what do you think?"

Sinola looked to Pranay.

"I’ll go with whatever you decide."

Antanas never made decisions; she was an aid without significant operational involvement, content only when fully mastering a mixed discipline could she score significantly.

"..."

Pranay fell into thought.

He really didn’t want to consider such a risky suggestion.

But if Hyperion disappeared from the map, it would also be an exceptionally safe option, possibly even safer than staying in Ichrite. After her trip to the Northern Continent, the Blood Clan of the South Continent had been unable to find her.

The Blood Clan had an Astrologer, The Seventh Ancestor Marquess Helitier, but he also had an unstable Thousand-Mile Eye that could interfere with each other, creating illusions to prevent tracking Hyperion’s whereabouts.

More crucially, if Hyperion carried the four Great Demons within her into the Cerryti Empire, idle defensive forces would become offensive.

"Hyperion, you decide."

Pranay sighed.

They couldn’t ask Lanci for judgment now.

The Snow Witch’s appearance had indeed presented a possibility; she was capable not only of Card Making but also of further reinforcing Hyperion’s protective power, tilting what had been the optimal strategy up to this point.

"Yes, thank you for your trust, Pranay."

Hyperion nodded earnestly.

After listening to the conversation of the four Great Demons on the first floor of the restaurant for a long time, unable to interject, Hyperion seemed to already have an idea in mind.

"Teacher, this time we will be of one mind and one heart, pushing forward together."

Hyperion stepped forward and grasped the Snow Witch’s hand tightly,

"No matter how wicked the Imperial Hounds, I won’t be afraid."

She had wanted for a long time to embark on a journey filled with the unknown and responsibilities with her teacher, the Snow Witch.

With four Great Demons as her spiritual backing, she really had nothing to fear; now she was the true contemporary Princess of the Demon Clan.

She would become a spy for the Kingdom Joint Council of the allied forces, and proudly fulfill the mission of a Priest!