"They all volunteered. They knew that there was hell ahead, but they couldn't wait to jump in—"
At this point, Victor raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth and paused.
"This!"
"This is proof of the noble bloodline of the Dead Apostles!"
hiss!
Hearing this, the person who gasped was Bao Shi Weng, who had been remaining calm and watching from the sidelines.
Now, he could no longer sit still and could not help but close his eyes.
Damn it... this is... what a powerful incitement.
Chapter 104: The war begins!
Since ancient times, nothing has been more inciting than racism and populism!
If Lord White Wing disagrees, then he can use Lord White Wing's supremacy of vampires as a starting point to impress the other party - after all, if you want to convince someone, the best way is...
Find the opponent's weakness, and then...either threaten or bribe them.
The fire of fanaticism in Victor's eyes suddenly rose, and his tone became high: "Tell me, Lord White Wing."
"We are immortal, and our physical fitness and personal abilities are many times stronger than those of primates. Why should we linger on?!"
"Because of numbers? All ordinary people can become our subjects. Because of personal will? I believe that in the face of the temptation of immortality, they have no will at all."
"White Wing Lord."
"Mystery is the only thing that stands in our way, but the future world...mystery is gradually fading away."
……
Victor's speech is one-sided. For example, he ignores the existence of resistance among ordinary people, and he paints a picture without telling the hidden risks.
He said that times are changing, which is unfavorable for magicians, but he did not mention that times are also extremely unfavorable for Dead Apostles, and may even be more unfavorable.
He mentioned the advantages of the Dead Apostles' transformation and brutal expansion, but did not mention that the Dead Apostles' conversion rate and efficiency were limited.
Seeking profit and avoiding loss is a tactic that everyone will do. As a leader, Duke Bai Yi will certainly be accustomed to reversely analyzing the other party's hidden factors from their words.
But...so what?
Victor lowered his eyes. The fanaticism on the surface concealed the bottomless indifference in his eyes. Under the mask, he raised the corners of his mouth and sighed softly.
There are many smart people in the world, but why do some people still get cheated?
Is it because there are too many fools? No, it is because when someone's words are consistent with your inner thoughts, you will deliberately ignore many things that cannot stand up to scrutiny.
Duke Bai Yi thought he was quite rational, but when he heard what the other party said, he couldn't help but move his throat, and his eyes flashed with brilliance.
"You...are indeed the same type as me."
"No, we're not."
"For you, these things are your goals, but for me, these are just... certain nodes in my journey to the end."
Victor's cold voice called back all the distracted ancestors of the Dead Apostles.
Jewelon Zelrich narrowed his eyes slightly and began to consider whether or not to interfere.
For some reason, he always felt that if he interfered, something bad would happen. If he didn't interfere...
That’s a big deal in itself!
As he thought about it, he shook his head slightly, and like the other ancestors, a playful smile suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he looked at Lord Bai Yi.
He knew that Lord Bai Yi was moved.
All the Dead Apostles knew the White Wing Lord's philosophy and acknowledged the excellence of the vampires. The Dead Apostles were the most powerful among the vampires. Naturally, the principle of racial supremacy was the opponent's most steadfast and unshakable existence, but at the same time, it was also the softest and easiest to attack.
Only by catering to his desires can you kill him with one blow.
For a moment, there was silence in the hall, and everyone seemed to know the final outcome.
……
The White Winged Duke closed his eyes slightly, completely hiding the eagerness in his eyes, but still did not give in easily. He asked in a deep voice, "Why did you choose Cornwall?"
When Victor heard this, he knew.
That's it.
He raised his hand and explained, "Cornwall belongs to the United Kingdom and is the hometown of the legendary figure. It is an area that the Magic Association cannot tolerate. Choosing Cornwall will quickly provoke a reaction from the other party."
"And Britain is close to Germany, so it can be involved without losing out on one."
"How to divide the church and the magic association?"
"Simple. Cornwall is the territory of the Magic Association. The Church cannot get involved. When the time comes, we just need to strike the Church's people quickly and let some of the Magicians Association go. The unequal losses will soon cause dissatisfaction in the Church."
"The Magic Association is not our mortal enemy. Just like Germany can give in, we can tell the Magic Association that we gave them face after we retreat from Cornwall. But Austria is different. It belongs to the Church and we must conquer it. If Cornwall cannot be conquered after a long time and the losses are not equal, the Church will definitely think that the Magic Association is not doing enough, which will intensify the conflict."
"We have vested interests, it's just a casual move, but it's better than nothing."
The two of them asked and answered questions at a rapid speed, as if they had already anticipated all of Bai Yigong's questions.
After a long time, Lord Bai Yi sighed slightly.
"I have no opinion."
After he finished speaking, he let out a long sigh. For a moment, mixed emotions surged in his heart. He didn't know whether he was happy that the Dead Apostle had a way out again, or whether he was a little melancholy because of the other party's performance. He always felt that he had lost something, but... it was obviously a good thing.
Ugh.
"very good."
Victor nodded with a smile. Dealing with the White-Winged Prince was actually half the battle.
As for the other ancestors——
"I know that no matter who rules, it won't have much impact on you, so compared to Lord White Wing, my attitude towards you is more inclined to cooperate."
"It's still the same question as before, resource integration. I require you to follow my and Lord White Wing's orders in the next actions."
Lord Bai Yi is the king of the Dead Apostles, but he has nothing to do with Ancestor. This list is not a title given among the Dead Apostles, but a classification given by the world.
After all, their status is equal, and even nearly half of the ancestors never followed Zhu Yue from the beginning.
"As for what you can gain, it's just like what I told Lady Rita before."
"Your respective desires will be satisfied."
"...Desire, huh."
Nero Chaos lowered his eyes calmly. This kind of thing seemed to have no appeal to him.
But as he said, he was not opposed to this kind of alliance at first, so he thought about it and decided to continue to watch from the sidelines.
The same was probably true for the other Dead Apostles. Smily glanced at her good friend Rita and found that she had already understood everything after lowering her head and sipping the red wine silently.
In the entire meeting, perhaps the first person to be conquered was his good friend. She had just lost her territory and was already in a rather confused state.
Van Phimm was just a shadow. He watched all this silently and finally raised his glass with Victor again from a distance.
The two reached a tacit understanding again.
After five long minutes, Victor finally withdrew his gaze from scanning the entire audience.
"It seems that there is no objection."
"In that case."
Victor gently pulled out a pocket watch from his pocket and clicked it.
“The timing is just right.”
There is still 1 minute and 23 seconds until midnight.
So, he turned around and looked at Arteluluqi: "Your Highness, do you remember what I taught you?"
"......Yeah." Altluchi nodded slightly.
"Then, please follow me."
Victor walked down the steps first and headed towards the door.
Behind him, the other ancestors looked at each other, and with Mei Lian being the first to stand up, the other ancestors also stood up one after another.
Only Baoshi Weng and Baiyi Gong were left, both sitting in their original places, one on the throne.
One is at the last table.
I don’t know what I’m thinking.
……
The midnight bell was about to ring, and everyone came to the top of the castle.
The White Winged Prince's castle is not a royal palace in the city center. Although it is located in Berlin, it is very far away from the city center of Berlin and hidden in the barrier in the suburbs.
But even so, when everyone stood on the top of the towering mountain, they could still see the dim lights in the distant city with tall buildings.
"I don't think it's possible to expect Lord White Wing to personally express his submission and swear allegiance to you."
"And in the current situation, it is impossible to hold the so-called enthronement ceremony."
"But the sense of ceremony cannot be missing."
Victor looked at the beautiful night in the silence and said softly, "After all, tonight is destined to be remembered in history."
"So……"
He lowered his head and looked at Eltluci, who also lowered her head and seemed to be nervous for the first time in her life. She held his hand tightly and chuckled, stretching out her hand slightly.
"Snapped."
The crisp snap of fingers, accompanied by the crisp sound of gears in the pocket watch, overlapped together, like a signal.
At that moment, the entire distant city was instantly swallowed up by endless darkness.
All the lights fell into silence.
There were only endless dark clouds circling and flocks of crows flying around.
And in the darkness, the Dead Apostles seemed to have received a signal and took to the streets, filling the entire city with black flags.
"Go ahead and make the announcement."
At the same time, above the Duke of Cornwall's residence, Kyle, who was holding on with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes and watched as the water tank in front of him began to bubble, and then continued to boil, boiling violently!
This is the magic signal left by his master, Victor.
"Tonight, the Black Princess Altluchi Brunstad and the White Winged Prince Tefam Ottenroche."
"This is a deal."
As the signal arrived, Kyle called in a dead apostle and gave orders to the suppressed and captive ghouls and zombies outside, numbering as many as 200,000, who were like wild beasts.
You can let it out now.
Victor's voice continued: "See, I told you, right? This is not temporary. From now on, more cities and more countries will be dyed black because of you."
Endless zombies rushed out of the barrier like a tide and scattered towards the places with flesh and blood.
They won't leave Cornwall, but they won't be contained either.
They are free, they are rampant!
They want to turn the entire Cornwall peninsula into a dead zone before tomorrow's dawn.
"And the kingdom of the Dead Apostles will be established here."
……
Finally, Victor patted Altluchi's shoulder gently, looked at the blood moon coming, and turned around quietly.
"Speaking of which, what will everyone's expressions be at tomorrow's crown decision?"
It's really exciting and curious.
In fact, there is no need to wait until tomorrow.
Although it is now dark, the Dead Apostles' Resolution is not a secret after all.
