It turns out I'm a second-generation demon.

Chapter 759 Meeting of Parties

High seas, a US patrol ship!

In mid-April, the sea breeze brushed against my face, bringing coolness and a salty smell. The sea rippled, and when the wind picked up, it made a splashing sound.

Dorgon stood with his arms crossed by the railing of the deck, gazing at the boundless ocean.

We ate until dark, and finally, we were full and our strength had been restored.

The fatigue from the battle with the phoenix vanished completely.

The captain stood behind him, keeping a distance that was neither too close nor too far, ready to be at the beck and call of this important figure.

Several hours later, the sailors and soldiers on board were still terrified of it, hiding in their cabins and refusing to come out, leaving the captain to take the blame.

The patrol ship drifted on the vast ocean, with communication cut off and no one able to contact the outside world.

This undoubtedly deepened the sailors' fear, as they did not know what fate awaited them.

"I've heard that the United States has the most advanced technology in the world. Can it build the Crystal Palace?" Dorgon asked.

Crystal Palace?

A palace built of crystal?!

The captain's limited Chinese proficiency only allowed him to understand the literal meaning of the words.

Dorgon said, "An underwater city."

"No," the captain thought to himself, "Sir, the times aren't that advanced yet."

Dorgon nodded, somewhat disappointed.

He likes the ocean; it makes him feel safe.

Although the Qing Dynasty regent conquered the country on horseback back then.

He inherited the authority of the ruler, and also the closeness to the Sea King.

In the sea, he is absolutely invincible, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him the world's number one expert or the world's strongest creature.

But if you want to rule the world, you will eventually have to move to land. Humans are terrestrial beings, so to rule the world is to rule them.

Moreover, although he inherited a closeness to the ocean, Dorgon still retained human thoughts and feelings. He enjoyed eating delicious food that would tantalize his taste buds, liked listening to operas, and preferred to forcefully mate with young and beautiful human girls rather than clinging to his mother whale.

It would be great if we could build cities on the seabed.

At that moment, the outline of a fishing boat appeared on the horizon, heading towards the patrol vessel.

The sailors were on high alert, having already turned their cannons around, ready to fire at a single command.

The fishing boat sank, and a figure shot straight into the sky. The small black dot quickly expanded, revealing a tall, blond-haired, blue-eyed white man with striking features.

He fell onto the deck like a shooting star, causing the patrol ship to shudder violently.

"The president? President Baker!?"

The captain was overjoyed and wept, wishing he could throw himself into Chairman Baker's arms and sob, "You rascal, why did you only come now?"

Although I knew that this ancient demon was allied with my guild leader and was an ally, I still felt uneasy serving him, fearing that I might accidentally send him to be reincarnated.

Baker Richardson ignored the captain and scrutinized Dorgon with suspicion: "You?!"

Dorgon chuckled, "Return to the pinnacle of power!"

"..." Baker Richardson felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, as if he had been struck on the head.

No wonder he rushed to the East Blue, it turns out he was trying to heal himself... He even told me he kept the Kusanagi Sword for the sake of balance, I believed him!

The blow of Dorgon's return to the pinnacle of the ultimate path was even more devastating than the blow of the Breaking Army Overlord dying under the Demonic Sword of Intent.

At that moment, Baker Richardson almost considered giving up.

But it's no use; he's already on a sinking ship, there's no turning back.

Shameless old thief!

He took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Where's the Phoenix?"

Dorgon swallowed and spat out a tiny, bright red bird egg, about the size of a quail egg.

"This is my spoils of war."

After saying that, he swallowed it back.

The old thief had no intention of finding another accomplice, which was good for me... Baker Richardson breathed a sigh of relief.

Baker Richardson finally looked at the captain and said calmly, "I'm hungry. Get some food ready."

The captain's face stiffened.

There was no food left on the ship, only some canned goods, which were what the sailors ate. Fresh vegetables, meat, fish, and other food had long since ended up in the dragon man's stomach.

"I finished eating it all long ago. Hmm, American cuisine has a unique flavor, not bad at all." Dorgon waved his hand, and the sea surged with waves, sending all sorts of seafood crashing onto the deck, splashing and jumping around.

Baker Richardson, having composed himself, ordered, "Prepare the barbecue."

And so, with the sailors' help, a grand barbecue party was held on the deck.

With Baker Richardson's appearance, the bloodlines of the Superpower Association found their leader and gained courage.

Dorgon, with a grilled fish smeared with sauce and minced garlic in his mouth, chewed a few times and swallowed it head and bones, saying, "There is no time reversal."

Baker Richardson, who loved shrimp and had a table full of grilled shrimp around him, snorted upon hearing this, "They're not stupid."

After Dorgon defeated the Phoenix, he posed in front of the patrol helicopter with the remains, intending to send the message out in time.

It was sent to Li Xianyu, who was located near Niushan Scenic Area in Zhejiang Province.

The goal was to force him to go back in time.

Ever since they learned that Li Xianyu possessed the ability to rewind time, the three big bosses have habitually made two preparations.

If Li Xianyu can't handle the stimulation and wants to go back in time, then fine, Baker Richardson, who stayed in Liucheng, is the backup plan.

The only remaining fighting force in Baoze's camp is the Phoenix, which is actually better.

Unfortunately, they didn't take the bait.

"Your Excellency Regent, now that you have returned to the pinnacle of the ultimate path, return the Kusanagi Sword to me. Or, give me your complete remains," Baker Richardson said.

Dorgon glanced at him; this foreign devil was dreaming.

"That won't do. You're a master of combat, and even with the Kusanagi sword, I might not be able to defeat you. But with the Kusanagi sword, you can kill me with ease," Dorgon said with a chuckle.

Baker Richardson was just testing the waters; he didn't expect him to agree.

......

Petrograd, the land of the white bear.

The city is beautifully planned and nestled in greenery. Its buildings are predominantly domed and pointed, hence its nickname "City of a Thousand Domes".

The official headquarters of the White Bear Kingdom's bloodline community is located in Petrograd, in a Soviet-era building with a heavy, rugged, and magnificent style.

Thick pillars support the arched dome, and the lights on the ceiling are inlaid one by one, like stars scattered in the night sky.

The official organization of the White Bear Kingdom has a resounding name, "Belobog," which is also known as "Belobog Palace" because of the palace-like architecture of its headquarters.

Beloberg is the god of light and the sun in the myth of the white bear.

Leonid Khrushchev sat upright in the chairman's seat, glanced at his prepared remarks, and began his general statement: "Since the collapse of the Soviet Union, the Superpower Association has intensified its attacks on us. In 1996, we sent an elite team of thirteen people deep into Europe to apprehend wanted criminals, but they were ambushed by an unknown force and wiped out. Subsequent investigations have confirmed that the Superpower Association was responsible."

"In 1998, a transport ship belonging to Belleburg Palace was intercepted on the high seas. The Superpowered Association detained our ship for a week on the grounds of 'harboring an internationally wanted criminal'..."

"In 1999, the Superpowered Society attacked our three major branches in Europe, resulting in more than 200 casualties. As a result, the Belberg Palace's European branches were completely eradicated."

"In 2002, Baker Richardson challenged the previous Prime Minister Vladimir, seriously injuring him, who died several months later..."

From the end of the last century until 2021, the conflict between the Superpowered Association and Belleburg Palace over a period of 25 years could be described as a long spy and covert war novel.

After World War II, the Superpowered Association's foreign policy fell into two categories: first, suppressing enemies; second, enhancing the voice of the global bloodline community.

The main enemy they were targeting was the "Belloburg Palace," as both sides wanted to seize the top position in the European bloodline community.

The Vatican is the dominant power in the European bloodline community, but Europe is comprised of numerous small countries with fragmented political systems, making the Vatican only a nominal leader. Unlike the official bloodline organizations of major powers such as the "Superpower Association" and the "Belloburg Palace," which have absolute control over their respective countries.

The complexities of Europe mean there are enormous profits to be made.

The Superpower Association has been secretly courting bloodline families and organizations from various countries, recruiting them as its subordinates, and gradually eroding the power of the Holy See.

Coincidentally, Belleburg Palace also wanted to do the same.

At that time, the Superpower Association, with its unparalleled financial power, was already the world's largest bloodline entity, while the Berlöberg Palace, due to historical reasons, had a relatively weak bloodline power and was almost beaten to a pulp.

Instead of building up influence in Europe, they were uprooted and forced to retreat to their own country.

After the turn of the century, the Belberg Palace formulated a strategy to cultivate influence within the Chinese ancestral community. Before the establishment of Baoze, the ancestral community in this Far Eastern country was similar to that in Europe.

But it failed inexplicably.

To this day, the Belleburg Palace remains unaware of the reason for its failure, attributing it to the united front of Chinese descendants.

In fact, they were secretly eliminated by Dorgon and Qing Shi.

The two deep-sea turtles had been secretly observing, keeping an eye on their leek patch.

The semi-chaotic state of the bloodline world suits them perfectly. If it were controlled by the Superpower Association like an island nation, it would be detrimental to their behind-the-scenes plans for the Pantheon.

After Leonid Khrushchev finished his speech, he declared: "The Council has unanimously decided to join forces with Boze to destroy the Superpowered Association."

Strictly speaking, this meeting was not a discussion, but a mobilization.

The Board of Directors of the Belleburg Palace recently held a meeting and reached a consensus to join forces with Boze to avenge the Superpowered Association.

In fact, the Belberg Palace had been closely monitoring the situation in the Far East and was fully aware of the Superpower Association's attack on the coastal branch of Baoze.

At first, the top brass of Bellebourg Palace was overjoyed.

This old neighbor has been developing quietly for decades, especially in the bloodline community. Apart from external exchanges, it almost never interferes in the affairs of other countries' bloodline communities, does not exaggerate its achievements, and does not recruit followers.

Bellenberg Palace is looking for a strong ally but can't find anyone suitable.

Now the tables have turned, and it's finally their turn to fight the Superpower Association to the death. What a great thing!

Therefore, the top brass of the Belleburg Palace almost unanimously agreed to form an alliance!

beat!

Historical hatred and conflicts of interest are their greatest motivation.

"I will personally lead the team to cooperate with Baoze in attacking the headquarters of the Superpower Association. Andergoll will stay behind at the Belleburg Palace." The general manager, Leonid, is the apprentice and nephew of the previous chairman.

......

The headquarters of an official organization in an island nation.

In the conference room, high-ranking officials from the official organization gathered together.

"Good news! Baoze has killed one of the rulers in the Pantheon. Now only Dorgon and Baker Richardson are left."

"Moreover, the Superpower Association suffered heavy losses due to the fall of Aquaman and Giant."

"Hey, the Superpower Association has finally met its end. It's true what they say, what goes up must come down. They've dominated the bloodline world for too many years, arrogant and domineering. They should have met their end long ago."

"The bad news is that the Phoenix has also fallen, making the outcome of this battle uncertain."

"What's the big deal? We still have two Supreme Path cultivators, Peerless Battle Soul and Qin Ze. Besides, Bao Ze currently has four Half-Step Supreme Path cultivators. Jie Se just stepped into the Half-Step Supreme Path and already killed the giant Gaitilahan."

The official organization had already decided whether to participate in the war in several previous meetings.

After hesitation, worry, and confusion, as well as the tug-of-war between various forces, they finally decided not to stand idly by. The Superpower Association had been pressing down on them for almost a century; this was such a rare opportunity.

If they remain on the sidelines and watch from the sidelines, what if Baoze loses? The bloodline community in the island nation has already turned against the Superpower Association.

Breaking free from the control of the Superpower Association and becoming an autonomous bloodline organization was a policy established by Teito Iwasaki during his lifetime.

If the Superpowered Association wins, the best outcome for the island nation's bloodline community will be to follow the old path.

The island nation's official organizations not only don't want to repeat the old mistakes, but also want to destroy the Superpowered Association, if given the chance.

After the meeting ended, Yui Aoki returned to her office, opened her email, and began typing rapidly on her keyboard:

"Li Jun!"

It's been months since we last met, and I've missed you dearly. After all the effort we've put in, the official organizations have largely reached a consensus: we've been oppressed by the Superpowered Association for far too long and have long wanted to retaliate. However, the Superpowered Association is incredibly powerful, and Baker Richardson possesses unparalleled strength, leaving us no choice but to submit.

President Suzuki is actively working to make this happen; he desperately needs a great victory to solidify his position. The Superpower Association is the perfect whetstone. If this battle is successful, President Suzuki will be etched in history…”

"Sanwu's death has deeply saddened me. We fought side by side and forged a deep bond. I believe your grief is a hundred times, a thousand times, greater than mine."

"You said that once the ancient demon's calamity is resolved, you would come to the island nation and take me away. But I feel that fighting side by side and facing crises together is what a couple should do. Please allow me to describe our relationship this way: Yui has already made up her mind, and there is no one else but you."

"Your tribute."

......

Holy See.

Inside the magnificent hall, the Dragon Knight and the Blood Knight sat in high positions, with the Pope's throne between them, which remained empty to this day.

The Vatican's high-ranking officials were seated below, with over a hundred people present, and the meeting was extremely quiet.

People dressed as priests distributed blank sheets of paper to the high-ranking officials present, followed by the sound of writing in unison.

Then, the priests carried the teak boxes to collect the votes.

The dragon knight silently looked at the high-ranking officials of the Holy See below. Last year's papal turmoil had caused the Holy See heavy losses, and the most obvious sign was that half of the high-ranking officials present were newcomers.

Younger and more radical, but lacking a sense of composure.

Compared to the Blood Knight's "It's my duty to help my brothers in need," the Dragon Knight had given it careful consideration and pondered it repeatedly.

From a moral standpoint: First, it's for the sake of humanity. Second, it's for the future of the Papacy.

After the Pope's fall, the various European families and the Superpowered Association went from flirting to engaging in illicit affairs, to the point where they were having sex in front of the Papacy.

To many outsiders, Europe and America are seen as one entity, like brothers sharing the same pair of pants.

What is the reason?

Whether in politics or in the realm of bloodlines, the United States has consistently sought to control Europe.

In the world of bloodlines, whoever controls Europe controls the entire West, which is equivalent to having a unique voice in the global bloodline community.

Not resisting is like being cut with a dull knife.

From a personal perspective, the Dragon Knight aspires to attain enlightenment, become the Pope, shoulder the responsibility of the Holy See, and become a top-tier master in the bloodline world.

He needs a fight to the death.

However, the Dragon Knight was not a dictator; he convened this meeting so that the administrators of the Holy See could vote on the matter.

Glancing at the absent-minded Blood Knight beside him, the Dragon Knight's thoughts drifted back to the time before the meeting.

Prior to that, Qin Ze, CEO of Baoze Group, invited three Grand Masters of the Holy See, the president of an official island nation organization, and the chairman of the board of directors of the Belobello Palace to begin the meeting.

The four official organizations of the bloodline world met and held a meeting across thousands of miles of ocean via holographic projection.

This is a conspiracy against the Superpowered Association.

Essentially, it was Baoze's desperate struggle, a last-ditch effort.

It is a battle of revenge and ambition among the other three parties.

The secret meeting lasted for two hours, during which all parties reached an agreement.

At this point, the priest announced the voting results.

More than two-thirds of the votes were in favor.

"This battle will change the landscape of the global ancestral community!"

The dragon knight peered through the doors of the council hall at the cloudless sky, unable to discern whether his heart was filled with excitement or fear.

(End of this chapter)