Guild Wars

Huh?

That was the thought that ran through everyone’s minds, because they couldn’t even begin to fathom what this fellow was saying.

However, even Eva and Shuangtian, who were watching from a distance, had their faces change, much less those present in the room. After all, they understood the implications behind Draco’s words more intimately, and their disbelief was greater than everything that came before when put together.

"Nonsense!" Leero Onassis’ face changed as he stood up in anger.

"I can accept that you are strong, stronger than any human alive, and I can even accept the eventual outcome that the World Council will face, but what I cannot accept is you slandering me like this!" Leero roared as he pointed at Draco with bulging eyes.

Draco, for that matter, was amused and tilted his head in confusion. "Who said I care about your opinion? It doesn’t matter what you or anyone else thinks. The only thing that matters in this world is what I think."

Silence!

Everyone was thoroughly stunned, not expecting to hear such a disrespectful line that directly invalidated the existence and thoughts of literally everyone. Anyone who uttered such words would, at best, be ridiculed and, at worst, beaten up until they cried for their mother.

Hearing it from Draco, though, made many people begin to breathe heavily as they felt the pressure of the disregard of a higher being. If Draco didn’t limit himself henceforth, it was likely that the hearts and minds of some of the weaker viewers would directly cease to function on the spot.

Luckily for them, the topic shifted immediately when Draco no longer cared to listen to Leero Onassis spouting garbage. He directly pointed a finger at him. The dark tendrils that had retracted after killing all the miscellaneous people in the room surged menacingly toward Leero, causing his demeanor to change drastically.

"What are you doing?!" he cried out in fear as he tried to dodge, but the dark tendrils were too fast and too flexible, instantly trapping him and binding him in place.

Without further words, one of them pierced his torso and went through to the other side, directly siphoning a huge amount of blood as if to turn the former councilor into a desiccated husk on the spot.

At this moment, Leero knew he could no longer play coy and directly unleashed his long-hidden power, a green light of power emerging from his body that swept through the entire council chamber. Minus the camcorder that was recording everything live, every piece of electrical equipment in the room was ruined immediately.

The dark tendrils had surprisingly been partially melted, looking listless and weak as they slugged back toward Draco, whose expression was a shade colder, still wearing a smile. As for Leero, his entire visage had changed from a slim, olive-skinned man in his thirties to a buff mini-giant that stood at nine feet tall.

His body rippled with muscles that were not too large to be unseemly, and his neatly combed black hair had turned into a light green color, becoming more unruly and spikier. His brown eyes became a blazing green, full of wrath and primordial rage that could barely be concealed.

Across his skin, there was a green glow that shimmered in and out of existence like some form of aura, and the power it radiated caused everyone but Draco to be rooted to the spot, unable to move.

Draco, for that matter, was smiling coldly, his eyes narrowed. "Earth energy… the power of Gaia."

Leero, who was somewhat floating in the air, folded his arms and glanced downward at Draco with a look of slight disdain and disregard. "That is correct, invader."

"Ha, invader? Aren’t you also a sub-human? Why are you talking like you’re not a part of the group you’re insulting?" Draco mocked with a grin.

Leero did not seem bothered by this, though. "You are correct on that one, scum. Like you, I am simply one of the many invaders that have been made special, and in me lies the blood of my ancestors, the primordials."

Leero smiled strangely. "Just as you explained to them, those 9 bastards decided that it was best to make use of the inferior sub-humans to propagate their power and leave a seed. So why couldn’t the primordials do the same?"

Indeed, it made no sense. Even if we are to say that the presence of the 9 True Humans prevented the primordials from daring to try this idea out, they eventually left during the Renaissance era, more than 4 or 5 centuries ago. In that time, it was more than easy for the primordials to find good seedlings among the sub-humans and assimilate them.

In other words, apart from the 9 lineages, it was quite possible that there existed clans out there that had primordial blood flowing through them!

"We aren’t arrogant to call ourselves lineages that are nobler than everyone else, but we are a cut above the rest, including your kin," Leero said with a look of superiority.

To this, Draco nodded in agreement. The lineages had always been limited by their stupid infighting, never allowing their population to grow past a significant number, not to mention the fact that the progenitors had left, so there was no source of pure bloodline anymore.

Without that, the lineage members who had between 30% at least to 80% at the highest quickly dwindled to 30% at highest and some even having 1% bloodline purity within a few centuries of breeding. It was entirely possible that without Lucifer’s plan of reincarnating themselves as the Evil Trio, the lineages would have been bred out of existence in due time.

This was completely opposite to the primordial descendants, who still had their progenitors around to provide a fresh bloodline source, not to mention being their backing. If the 9 lineages were to clash with the primordial descendants, the lineages would be beaten to death quickly.

On top of that, there was the main reason why the Evil Trio had not yet dealt with the primordials, which was the fact that due to their linkage with Gaia, they had an infinite source of Origin Energy to power themselves. In this regard, they were akin to Semi-Origin Gods who had the Source Origin but not the law.

So the Evil Trio were stuck in the same situation as Lucifer and co. They could beat up the primordials endlessly, making them wail and howl for days, but they could not kill them yet. As such, the 9 True Humans chose to seal the primordials as best as they could, while the Evil Trio used some trickery to kill two of them and seize their Origin Energy to empower the AI for Update 3.

That trick was a one-time thing unfortunately, and all other primordials were guarding against it, including Gaia.

This effect had somewhat bled down into the primordial descendants. While they did not have access to unlimited Origin Energy like actual primordials, their bloodlines were of the Origin grade and could borrow some Origin Energy in a critical situation.

This alone was not enough to trump the normal lineage members, but that would be if they still had the high purities of the pre-renaissance era. Even now, with lower purities, the lineages still stood a fighting chance as long as they had access to Worldly Energy.

But hmm, that had long been seized and suppressed by Gaia, making the surface barren of the basic energy that every species had access to in the universe, which also stunted human growth.

Makes one wonder if this was done to suppress sub-humans or to suppress the lineage members… or both.

Naturally, with their direct connection to the primordials, the descendants suffered no such weaknesses. This was what formed Leero’s core confidence and arrogance to talk anyhow to Draco, because as one of the strongest among the current descendants, his ability to siphon from Gaia was extremely high.

Your next journey awaits at empire

Draco also knew this, which was why he found this all so amusing.

He folded his arms and raised an eyebrow at Leero. "I could kill you with the flick of my finger. The entire time I’ve been here, I haven’t even used 1% of my full power, yet nothing you idiots put up could stand in my way."

"But since it would be so easy to kill you, it would serve no purpose. Rather, I will let you go back and train hard day and night so you can be a good stepping stone for one of my kids, as you represent a power close to what I had before achieving full bloodline awakening." Draco said with a nod, making his decisions on the spot.

Leero’s expression became ugly, about to protest and ridicule Draco for thinking too highly of himself, but Draco wasn’t having it.

"Begone." Draco muttered calmly, waving a hand casually like he was knocking away a fly.

Immediately, Leero was swallowed into a space vortex then banished back to his clan estate in the Mediterranean, shocking him greatly and making his family members feel extreme trepidation at this kind of power.

Meanwhile, in the ruined council chamber, the final three councilors sat in their seats with dumbfounded expressions, barely able to follow along with the rapid changes, revelations, and decisions. Never in their lives had they felt more like side characters in another’s story than they did today.

James Rockefeller especially looked like he had aged a hundred years in one go. His broad frame and calm expression had fallen, his shoulders slumped, and his eyes listless as he looked at the turncoats who stood behind Draco.

The best councilors were among them, including Nathan, Rosa, and Li Jian, while on his side were only Metro Van Duyn and Franklin DuPont.

One was a schemer who had tried many times to usurp James’ number 1 spot on the council, while the other was a brash and arrogant fool who was simply clueless about most things. In the end, this was what formed the core of the World Council, along with him, who had taken great pains to set it up back then and expand its power to this extent.

"Awww, don’t look so beat up Mr. Rockefeller. If it makes you feel any better, you can see this as an early retirement after a lifetime of glory, because as of now, the World Council will officially be disbanded." Draco cooed sympathetically, but his words were anything but.

Turning to the camera, he wore a casual smile as his eyes seemed to pierce the hearts of those viewing. "From now on, all governments of the world will be suspended. Every world leader in office is required to send a delegation, including themselves, to the Purgatory Group headquarters for the reorganization of the world’s political landscape in the face of this new world order."

"Of course, you are free to not come and rebel while touting slogans of freedom and justice. In exchange, I will slaughter a random million citizens of the rebelling state as well as every adult male over 18 years within the family of all political leaders of that state."

Draco tilted his head and released a playful yet insidious look toward the camera. "Don’t doubt me on that. Do not try to humanize me, I have no moral bottom line as long as it suits me and there is not a single evil act I cannot perform if I feel like I want to do it."

Draco nodded his head with satisfaction. "The date of this takeover summit will be exactly seven days from now, and I have already given the venue. Be there before 10 am, or you shall be counted as a rebelling state no matter your circumstances."

With that, Draco turned and disappeared from the council chamber along with his entourage, leaving three confused ex-councilors wearing expressions of dismay at being downgraded to common floor members faster than the speed of light.

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