Chapter 491: Starting Today, the Alliance Country Takes Over This Place

Chapter 491: Chapter 18: Starting Today, the Alliance Country Takes Over This Place

Lu Weilong’s eyes flickered at the sight, a trace of mockery flashing past. This was exactly the situation he wanted. Seizing the opportunity to take the other party’s position right now would undoubtedly be incredibly simple.

“Number Three, this is where you are in the wrong.” He spoke in a deep voice, taking the opportunity to launch an attack. “There was a military pledge made beforehand; that was the only reason everyone believed you could handle this matter.

“Now… how will you convince the masses?”

Amidst his words, the crowd nodded in agreement. Some frowned slightly. Yan Zhengfeng and the security assistants were secretly on guard, sensing something amiss. Coincidentally, not a single commander from the Red Flame Army was present. Chen Junhao, a warlord leader, appeared rather isolated and alone. He could only sit in his seat, dropping his cigarette butt as he said, “As for this matter, Big Boss can handle it as he sees fit.”

“Oh?” Lu Weilong deliberately frowned, feigning a difficult position. Immediately after, he spoke. “Number Three, we are all brothers. I can’t bear to punish you too harshly.

“How about this? You temporarily step down from the position of Third Leader. Once Xiao’s matter is settled, you can make a comeback. What do you think?”

He stared intently at Chen Junhao, seemingly wanting to discern every nuance of the man’s emotions.

The crowd was slightly taken aback and turned to look at Chen Junhao in unison. In their line of sight, Chen Junhao sat alone in the first seat on the left, lighting another cigarette. Amidst the swirling smoke, his long, messy hair covered his forehead and ears. With a face full of stubble, he looked exceptionally lonely and miserable.

Finally, to everyone’s surprise, he nodded without the slightest resistance. “Alright.”

Seeing this, Kui Wu and his brother exchanged a glance and sneered inwardly. The other warlord commanders also shook their heads, their gazes filled with pity and mockery. He didn’t even have the courage to resist; he truly was a sick tiger.

“Heh, Number Three really understands the bigger picture.” Lu Weilong smiled in satisfaction, as if he had expected this all along.

Seeing that he didn’t retract his previous words, the other warlord commanders present snapped back to reality, each harboring their own thoughts. They wondered if they could take the position of the Third Leader for themselves now that the Red Flame Army needed a new one. Many felt their hearts burn with ambition, but before they could interject, Lu Weilong suddenly changed the subject.

“Special Commissioner Chen.” Resting his elbows on the table, Lu Weilong smiled and stared at Lu Chao. “As you can see, some of the rules in our Fortress Mountain City are different from those of the Alliance Country.

“If you are sincere about negotiating, the previous conditions are probably not enough. You will likely have to add…”

“Leader Lu,” Lu Chao suddenly spoke, cutting him off.

The crowd froze, and Lu Weilong was also momentarily stunned.

“You seem to have forgotten something.”

Lu Weilong’s smile faded in confusion.

“The death of Leader Xiao Chen hasn’t been investigated yet,” Lu Chao said flatly as he flicked his finger.

A streak of black light flew through the air and landed on the table. The warlord commanders were startled and looked over, discovering that the black light was actually a special metal disk. As if some kind of switch had been triggered, a screen of light was projected from it.

“The people from the Alliance Country are already here.

“What are your plans for this cooperation?”

A somewhat deep voice emanated from the projection, one that felt familiar to the warlord commanders. Their gazes shifted from confusion to astonishment as they saw Xiao Chen in the light screen, along with a figure in black whom he was questioning.

This was actually a video recording of him right before his death.

“Special Commissioner Chen, what is the meaning of this?” Lu Weilong’s expression changed, and he raised his hand to smash the disk device.

WHOOSH!

Flames appeared, blocking his strike in mid-air. Chen Junhao could be seen smoking a cigarette, his right arm wreathed in Qi Flame as he held down Lu Weilong’s arm. “Big Boss.

“Why not finish watching the video?”

Their eyes met. Seeing the coldness in Chen Junhao’s eyes, Lu Weilong’s expression turned ugly. Off to the side, Kui Wu and his brother seemed to want to make a move, but then the ringing of a blade echoed out.

CLANG!

A black Ink Blade lay flat across the table. Lu Chao calmly surveyed the crowd. An invisible aura swept through the stone building like a dancing gale. Kui Wu and his brother looked grim and halted their movements.

“What are your plans?” In just that single breath of time, a voice sounded from the light screen again. The man in black asked a question in return and slowly walked toward Xiao Chen, who was sitting behind the desk.

“I think we might as well agree to their conditions first to stall for time.” Xiao Chen frowned and lowered his voice. “When the war starts, we’ll turn against them and catch them off guard.

“What do you say?”

GASP!

Hearing the conversation clearly, the expressions of all the warlord commanders changed drastically. Yan Zhengfeng and the others from the negotiation team also furrowed their brows tightly. No one expected Xiao Chen to have hidden such a trick; he wasn’t truly leaning toward the Alliance Country at all.

Before the crowd could make another move, the video continued.

“A good idea.” The man in black on the screen nodded. “However…” He stood opposite Xiao Chen and continued, “It’s a pity.”

“What is?” Xiao Chen asked in confusion.

“I have a better method.”

“What method?”

“And that is…”

SLICE!

A flash of a blade swept past, plunging into Xiao Chen’s chest.

“To use your death to facilitate all this.”

THUD!

In the video, Xiao Chen’s body stumbled and swayed. Every vein on his body turned a purplish-red at that moment, a clear sign of poisoning. Even the Qi Flame he mobilized was exceptionally weak.

“Why…”

“Lu Weilong has already promised me.” The man in black smiled coldly and sneered. “We Rebels only need the strong.

“Your usefulness cannot compare to his, so… go to hell.”

BZZZ!

The screen went black; the footage ended there.

However, the warlord commanders’ expressions shifted wildly as they hurriedly looked at Lu Weilong in the main seat. The members of the White Bone Army, in particular, looked shocked and furious, demanding an answer.

“Grand Leader?

“What exactly is going on here?!”

Amidst the gnashing of teeth, Lu Weilong’s expression darkened. He clearly hadn’t expected the situation to change so suddenly. He still wanted to explain and continue to cover it up.

“Let me think.” Lu Chao suddenly spoke up, staring at the Fourth Leader, Ao’Er, who sat in the first seat on the right, directly opposite Chen Junhao. “Should I call you Ao’Er?

“Or… Rebel?”

GASP!

As his words fell, all the warlord commanders were stunned and suspicious, turning their eyes to Ao’Er. A trace of astonishment could be seen flashing across Ao’Er’s face.

“Special Commissioner Chen.” He opened his mouth to speak. “This joke isn’t the least bit…”

SWISH!

In that split second, Lu Chao dashed forward!

The black blade light shattered everything, splitting the long sand table in two. A terrifying white trail of air ripped through the space as Lu Chao turned into a blur, charging right in front of Ao’Er with the Ink Blade in hand. Even an Exploration Level Martial Artist would feel a chill in their heart at this unstoppable strike, their hairs standing on end as they sensed the deadly crisis.

In the next instant.

BANG!

The tables, chairs, and benches exploded simultaneously, sending wood splinters and stone debris flying in all directions. Billowing airwaves morphed into a raging gale, shocking the warlord commanders into hurriedly dodging to widen the distance.

A brief breath of dead silence followed.

Many retreated to the edges of the stone building’s walls, looking at Ao’Er’s position with bewildered eyes. The black blade light had cleaved through everything, carving a fissure several meters long into the sturdy floor of the stone building and even cracking the bunker wall behind it.

But unexpectedly…

WHOOSH!

Footsteps planted firmly.

Ao’Er, who in the eyes of ordinary people was just a regular Exploration Level Martial Artist, had actually evaded that fatal strike. He seemed to have teleported backward, coming to a halt by the window of the stone building.

“How did you discover me?” His voice quietly changed, his gaze dark and cold as he stared fixedly at Lu Chao, his demeanor completely different from before. A hint of confusion also appeared on his face; he clearly hadn’t expected to be seen through, nor had he anticipated that Lu Chao would be so decisive as to strike right then and there.

“It really is you.” Lu Chao caught the clue in his tone, completely confirming his suspicions.

As early as when he walked through the door, he had noticed that the other party’s Life Magnetic Field was akin to a veteran Transcendence Level expert. Furthermore, Ghost Element had secretly passed him intel, feeling that the person’s spiritual aura was somewhat familiar.

“How did I discover you?” Lu Chao casually spun a blade flourish and looked behind the man.

Ao’Er was slightly taken aback. Even Lu Weilong, who had been planning to use the opportunity to launch an attack, changed his expression and looked outside.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

In Mountain City, shrouded by the dark, cloudy night, several streaks of fire suddenly rocketed into the sky and bloomed. They were signal flares that looked like fireworks, exceptionally glaring in the night, drawing the gazes of many warlord soldiers and Mountain City residents. Rumbling sounds echoed from outside the fortress, sounding like the roar of war and the booming of artillery shells.

“Kill!”

“Slaughter these warlord scumbags from the wilderness!”

“Charge with me!”

The battle cries of the Alliance Country’s army echoed from afar, trembling the night and shaking the mind. The warlord commanders’ expressions changed drastically. Recovering from their shock and fury, they all turned their eyes to Lu Chao’s figure.

“Starting today.”

CLANG!

The Ink Blade flashed, cleanly decapitating Kuicheng, who had tried to launch a sneak attack from behind. Blood splattered for several meters, dyeing the floor red.

Lu Chao stood rooted to the spot, stepping on the wide-eyed head that rolled across the ground, and declared, “This place is taken over by the Alliance Country!”