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Chapter 458 The Actions of the Three True Ancestors

At this moment, Aize had no idea that the girl who had just brushed past him was one of the uninvited guests who was about to arrive on Itogami Island.

As tourists from outside Itogami Island arrived one after another to participate in the Haruin Festival, an aircraft was slowly landing on the ocean surface outside Itogami Island.

It was a giant amphibious aircraft equipped with four turbofan engines, also known as a seaplane.

The aircraft is over forty meters long, and its wingspan is no less. The fuselage is far beyond the specifications for a civilian aircraft, and it has a deep red trim. The tail is decorated with a chariot emblem towed by a dragon.

If someone knowledgeable saw this badge, they would surely exclaim in amazement, right?
Because this is the emblem of the Night Empire that reigns over Europe—the realm of the War King.

The seaplane, adorned with the emblem of the War King's Domain, landed on the ocean at night, splashing water as it skimmed across the surface, eventually arriving at the port of Itogami Island.

But directly in front of the port, a luxurious ocean-going vessel was moored.

The luxurious cruise ship, reminiscent of a majestic castle, also bore the emblem of the War King's domain on its mast.

Without a doubt, that was the Tomb of the Deep Ocean, the mount of Demitoriye Vatra, a nobleman of the War King's domain and lord of the Principality of Ordiaru.
This luxury cruise ship, which once became a battlefield between Azer and Vatra and was almost destroyed, has now been restored to its original state.

As the huge white contrail of the seaplane disappeared into the waves and glided toward the luxury cruise ship, Vatra, dressed in a white suit, appeared on the deck.

The warlike vampire nobleman's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was full of joy, as if he had seen a long-lost comrade-in-arms, a prey that made his blood boil. His whole body was surging with storm-like magic.

If anyone who knows Vatra were here and saw the magic he was unleashing at this moment, they would understand that Vatra was not joking.

He has already shown his true abilities.

"Monas!"

Without any hesitation, Vatra's entire body was enveloped in a mist of blood as he summoned one of the nine serpent familiars residing in his blood.

The storm-like magic transformed into twisting black light, causing a black serpent, like a raging ocean, to appear in the night sky.

The black snake roared, its massive body, as large as a vast ocean, plummeted from the night sky without warning, baring its ferocious fangs as it attacked the seaplane.

In an instant, waves surged wildly, the ocean churned, the air howled, and the world changed color. The black serpent's attack was so overwhelming that it resembled a natural disaster, inspiring fear and despair.

If this black snake were allowed to fall, this seaplane, which is far too large for a civilian aircraft, would surely be smashed to pieces on the spot, leaving not even a single fragment behind.
The people on the plane would vanish instantly, leaving no trace.

This was an attack powerful enough to destroy an island, at the very least shattering the uninhabited island, about two kilometers in diameter, that Azer and La Fria had once visited.

Such a terrifying attack would cause even high-ranking demons to change their expressions, let alone humans.

However, upon hearing this attack, a sound of annoyance and a click of the tongue came from inside the seaplane.

The next second, as a golden mist spread, a tall man with light dark skin appeared.

The man's age was unknown, but he appeared quite young by his appearance. However, he exuded extraordinary dignity and composure, much like a seasoned general or politician. His ancient-style coat and long hair perfectly matched his shrewd and straightforward appearance, making it clear at a glance that he was a person in a high position.

The man looked up at the black snake that crashed down without warning, his vision completely obscured by the enormous snake-like creature, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Dance, gluttons."

The man was suddenly enveloped in the same magical power and blood mist as Vatra.

That magic, that blood mist, in terms of both intensity and scale, was no less than that of Vatra.

What appeared amidst the magic and blood mist was a black greatsword that was seven or eight meters long.

"boom!"

The black greatsword suddenly seemed to be wielded by an invisible giant arm, abruptly slicing through the void and whipping up a storm, piercing through the jaws of the swooping giant serpent with lightning speed.

Upon closer inspection, the surface of the black greatsword's blade seemed to have countless teeth wriggling, and the hilt was spewing out flame-like magic power, clearly possessing will and consciousness.

Therefore, the identity of this black greatsword is obvious.

It is not a weapon, but a familiar beast.

Furthermore, it is a familiar capable of instantly killing Vatra's serpent familiar.

"!!!"

The black serpent, pierced by the sword's familiar, thrashed and struggled violently, releasing a burst of magical energy that seemed to want to crush the man and the seaplane beneath his feet.

However, the black greatsword that pierced through the giant serpent suddenly split into countless pitch-black short swords, cutting, shredding, and crushing all the magical fluctuations and explosive shockwaves released by the giant serpent's familiar, causing the air to roar sharply.

Not long after, the snake-like familiar disappeared, and the sword-like familiar also vanished as if it had accomplished its mission.

"Slap—slap—slap—slap—"

On the deck of the luxury cruise ship, Vatra clapped enthusiastically and laughed out loud.

"As expected of you, Yalador. This level of familiar is indeed no match for you."

Upon hearing this, the long-haired man on the seaplane made a sound of annoyance.

"You're still the same as ever, Ophiuchus. You summoned your familiars to attack without even exchanging glances. No wonder you were dealt with so badly by that Beast King, disgracing my War King Domain."

This sarcasm was utterly merciless, showing no regard for Vatra's status or the fact that he was a nobleman in the War King's domain and the lord of the Duchy of Ordiaru.

Of course, Vatra didn't care.

It wasn't just because he didn't care about status, but also because he knew that the man in front of him was no less capable or powerful than himself.

“I didn’t expect to lose so badly before the Fourth Progenitor awakens,” Vatra said with a light laugh. “This is quite an unexpected surprise. If our Speaker—Pereshuarador—is interested, I wouldn’t mind introducing him to you.” Pereshuarador, Speaker of the Imperial Council of the War King’s Domain, Marquis of Sevillin, is an old-generation vampire who possesses seven sword-wielding beasts and has lived for over nine hundred years.

He was a being bestowed by the First Progenitor Forgotten War King. He was an elder who directly obtained blood from the Progenitor and thus transformed into a vampire. He was known for his warlike nature and had left behind amazing achievements on many battlefields. His international reputation was even greater than that of Vatra.

Basically, this Speaker of the Imperial Council is regarded as the second most powerful figure in the War King realm, second only to the First True Ancestor Forgotten War King. He has global influence in both politics and economics, and his strength is enough to make him the top figure in the War King realm, second only to the First True Ancestor Forgotten War King, and roughly equivalent to Vatra, who is known as the closest being to the True Ancestor.

At the very least, if Vatra had not summoned the ninth serpent's familiar, Ananda (the primordial serpent), and fused all nine of his familiars to unleash their full power, he would have had no chance of easily defeating Arador.

Therefore, even Vatra showed a certain degree of respect when facing Arlador, not because Arlador was the second most important figure in the War King's domain, but because he had the strength to warrant such respect.

As for Vatra summoning his familiars to attack as soon as he saw Arador's chariot appear, that was Vatra's way of expressing respect.

After all, there are very few people in this world who would make him attack without even meeting them.

To some extent, this also shows Vatra's trust in Yarador, that he wouldn't be harmed by an attack of this magnitude.

Unfortunately, this way of expressing respect only elicited annoyance and disgust from those harassed by Vatra.

“I don’t share your enthusiasm,” Aradol said coldly. “Your insistence on staying on Itogami Island has greatly displeased our True Ancestors. Don’t you have anything to say?”

"Come on, the old man won't care about such a small matter." Vatra was not intimidated by Yarador and his attitude was extremely relaxed. He smiled and said, "I think that person will definitely understand my actions. Maybe you came here because of that person's instructions."

In any case, Vatra didn't believe that his own True Ancestor would be uninterested in a so-called King of Monsters who suddenly appeared.

The fact that Arador, the second-in-command of the empire, would come here must mean he was sent to test the Beast King.

"The Bolongin Festival is a great opportunity. The entry requirements for the island will be relaxed a lot. Even the artificial island management community will not want to change this rare festival because of other people's actions."

Vatra transformed into a wisp of golden mist and appeared before Yalador, hands in his pockets, laughing as he spoke.

"It's perfectly normal for the old man to want to do something taking this opportunity, and perhaps the other two True Ancestors have already taken action?"

As he spoke, a red light shone in Vatra's eyes.

"With your connections, you should have already obtained some information on this, right?"

“Tell me, Yalador.”

"The person sent by our True Ancestor is you. Who are the other two people he sent?"

Vatra's voice was filled with anticipation, but even more so with fighting spirit.

This must be a good opportunity for him, right?
The First True Ancestor Forgotten War King sent the Empire's second-in-command, the Council Speaker, whose strength was no less than his own. What about the other two True Ancestors?
Even if they don't send their second-in-command from the Night Empire, they should at least send a trusted confidant with considerable strength, right?
With someone like that coming to Itogami Island, how could Vatra not want to give him a try?
"You guy..."

Yalador's eye twitched, then he sighed.

He also knew that even if he deliberately concealed it, Vatra would find a way to confirm the information.

So, rather than letting this battle maniac cause unnecessary trouble, it's better to reveal it yourself and avoid a disturbance.

Although Arador was also a warlike member of the old generation, he was calm and collected, and after becoming the Speaker of the Imperial Council, he devoted himself to assisting the Forgotten War King.

More than fighting, he wanted to complete the mission assigned by the king and maintain good relations between the war king's territory and other countries.

So Yalador spoke up.

"There hasn't been any particularly obvious activity from the Chaos Realm. It seems that the Third True Ancestor, the Chaos Princess, doesn't intend to send anyone to Itogami Island. Her whereabouts remain a mystery."

His whereabouts have always been a mystery.

Unlike the mysterious Eye of Extinction of the Second True Ancestor, the Third True Ancestor, the Chaos Princess, travels the world with her special ability to change her appearance. She appears quite often, but only a handful of times can she show her true face, making it generally difficult to ascertain her whereabouts.

Even within the War King's Domain, if the opponent does not actively expose themselves, their whereabouts cannot be detected.

"As for the Extinction Dynasty, it is said that the Ninth Prince has come over and may have already arrived at Itogami Island."

Yalador's words made Vatra raise an eyebrow.

"It's actually His Highness Iblisbel Yagiz?"

Iblisbell Yagiz, the ninth prince of the Extinction Dynasty and lord of the Caucasus Fortress, is a second-generation vampire who directly inherited the bloodline of the Second True Ancestor, the Eye of Extinction, and is a genuine vampire royalty.

That person is quite unruly and will never show affection to anyone he doesn't approve of, but he is very interested in foreign cultures and therefore often appears in foreign lands.

For Vatra, this was an old acquaintance.

Several months ago at the Feast of Flames, Demitoriye Vatra represented the War King's Domain and brought all the Fourth Progenitors from the War King's Domain to participate in the ceremony, while Iblisbel Yagiz represented the Extinction Dynasty and had met Vatra once before.

At the time, Iblisbel Yagiz was still somewhat naive. He brought two bodies to participate in the ceremony, but was ambushed and lost all his bodies, thus disqualifying him from participating in the Feast of Flames.

Later, he learned that it was his own sister, Mavia, who had framed him. So he returned to the country, defeated her, and even devoured her, thus seizing the power of another second-generation royal family.

In other words, his current strength may not be inferior to Vatra's.

Vatra was originally just a vampire nobleman. He only gained his current strength after devouring two third-generation elders. Iblisbell Aggiz was originally a second-generation royal. Now he has devoured another royal and combined the power of two second-generation figures into one. He may not be inferior to Vatra.

Thinking of this, Vatra bared his fangs, his joy clearly visible.

Seeing this, Arador sighed and looked towards Itogami Island.

"Let's see if you can weather this turmoil, Warlord of Warcraft."

(End of this chapter)