Chapter 1169 - A Parliament of Holy See (2/2)

“Huh? Did I just hear that right?” the “Bloody Conqueror” sneered predictably. “Your subordinate knowingly made a bad decision and sent all the troops to the Fertile Plains for slaughter? What did you call that guy earlier? A genius commander?”

Hackzord knew that the Blood Conqueror, as the commander at the Sky-sea Realm, always held a grudge against Ursrook. Fearing that Ursrook’s upgrade would threaten its status, the Blood Conqueror would naturally seek every opportunity to attack Ursrook.

“I don’t really care about junior demons and Spider Demons, but the Sky Lord should have known how precious those symbiotic demons are,” the “Mask”, who was responsible for developing symbiotic demons commented enigmatically. “If we successfully seized Taquila, the City of Falling Star and Arrieta, that would have been a different story because the God’s Stone mines there could provide us with supplies. However, we now not only lost those mines but also the symbiotic.”

“I’m shocked that we lost to those low lives, and I believe your lordship should, more or less, take some responsibility.”

“I think we overestimated this so-called genius. He’s just barely above average.”

“Not all the upgraded could open the gate, otherwise there would have been more than nine lords sitting here. Plus, its enemy was a Transcendent.”

“So what? This isn’t 400 years ago anymore. Do you think dying together with a Transcendent is something that we should boast about?”

Hackzord’s face clouded over as it listened to all the sniding comments. Although it did not really understand Ursrook, Ursrook had been one of its favorites. As a lord, it could not tolerate any attacks toward its old commander.

Just at that moment, the king interrupted the discussion and silenced everyone. “Enough, I just want to know if this would affect our plan!”

Hackzord immediately concentrated its mind and replied, “No, of course not. We have many other plans. Taquila isn’t our priority. I assure you that we’ll tread on men’s territory as planned.”

“Then keep your word,” the king said, his voice lower.

“But…” the Sky Lord said hesitantly. “But I need to request for more troops. According to Ursrook, we need ten times the troops we have now to win this battle.” After an internal struggle, Hackzord decided to disclose the content of Ursrook’s letter. It did not know why it reached such a conclusion, probably because of the trust it had put in Ursrook or because of the horrific prediction Ursrook had made. Constantly, a voice in its head pressed Hackzord to tell the truth.

“Ten times?” the “Blood Conqueror” bellowed. “What are you joking about? We can barely cope with the battle at the Sky-sea Realm, and you still request for more? I won’t give you anything!”

“What did Ursrook say?” the king asked heavily.

“When he wrote this letter, the advanced troops had not fought human beings yet. Ursrook insisted in staying at Taquila under the pretext that it wanted to find out men’s weakness. If the plan worked, we would have been able to significantly weaken humans. Then, we should send more troops and exterminate the entire human race.”

“Was that a prophecy?” someone jeered. “I wonder if Ursrook predicted its own death.”

“…” Hackzord nodded after a moment of silence. “Yes, it did.”

A strained silence suddenly fell on the hall.

The lords exchanged looks, and the atmosphere became heavy.

The king spoke, “What did Ursrook say?”

The Sky Lord heaved a deep sigh and replied, “If it fails to survive, we should treat human beings as equals and exercise all our strength to annihilate them!”