350 Do you accept?
There were only several of them within Primal Alexander’s dimensional world at first. But he soon invited Saint Dul’Akharat and the other Primals over.
An urgent meeting to discuss the previous battle and the Shadow Invasion needed to take place immediately.
The meeting took place in the middle of beautiful lake halfway up a mountain. A small waterfall fed into the lake and there was a small island in the middle of the lake where the meeting took place.
With a thought, Primal Alexander made a huge gazebo appear on the island, complete with a 100-seat round table and chairs. The Primals quickly made themselves comfortable and they started the meeting without further ado.
“There are three topics on this agenda.” Saint Dul’Akharat began.
“First, the Shadow Invasion and Primal Golden Dragon Soul’s defection. This will include the Shadow Parasite Disaster.
Second, bloodlines. Jennifer and Jessica’s Prehistoric bloodlines would be the key for some of us to power up and enter Sainthood. It would be crucial for us to have more Saints in the upcoming war.”
Saint Dul’Akharat looked at Elliot as he said this.
Elliot merely frowned lightly and remained silent.
“Finally, Elliot and his new universe powers. Above and beyond what Jessica and Jennifer’s Prehistoric Bloodline could give us, your power would be the key to not only our survival, but also our victory.” Saint Dul’Akharat said softly.
Elliot nodded heavily.
“One at a time, though. Let us discuss the Shadow Invasion.” Saint Dul’Akharat turned to face all the Primals.
Without a doubt, all of the Primals represented every single significant power in the main universe, even the Golden Dragon Empire of the Central Galaxies.
Being one of the most powerful Empires, they had more than one Primal, and the second Primal had quickly taken over Primal Golden Dragon Soul’s lead position.
Primal Golden Fire was a quiet Golden Dragon. He didn’t really like to speak and assert himself, and had allowed Primal Golden Dragon Soul to take the lead in all things. But now that he was the sole Primal of the Golden Dragon Empire, he had to call the shots.
“The Shadow Invasion was triggered, to a large extent, by the Matriarch of the Golden Dragon Empire.” Primal Golden Dragon said calmly.
“Indeed. There’s no telling just how many high level personnel have been infested.” Primal Baltang growled. “I make the same request, Saint Dul’Akharat.”
“So do I.”
“And I.”
“And I.”
“Let us just gather our top warriors and top management, and secretly bring them before Saint Dul’Akharat. He can clean the parasites in a flash and we can bring them back instantly within minutes. If we coordinate well, it will take less than half a day to clean up all key personnel in the coming war.” Primal Isabella suggested.
“Agreed.”
“Fine by me. Let us do that tonight. My aide will coordinate with you.” Saint Dul’Akharat said. “With regard to defense, I am afraid it would be extremely tricky. They can open up their portals anywhere, and unleash hell from there. We cannot let them do that. The best defense is offence, I propose we send out five major expeditions to invade them from at least five locations.”
“If we can think of that, so will they. I suspect that they will immediately step up their invasion plans now that we know of their intentions. We need forces on standby to repel them when they do.” Primal Lilian said.
“If we wait for them to come, then we will lose the initiative. He who strikes first is stronger. We must attack tonight!” Primal Jeraxle said loudly.
“What would it gain us if we attack, and lose our homes when they come for us?” Madam Liu asked.
Back and forth the Primals argued as they deliberated on whether they should launch an emergency all out offensive, or prepare to defend their homes!
Through all that, Elliot was only thinking of one thing.
“Why don’t I go and unleash a few more of the “nuclear fusions” like I did earlier? He thought aloud.
At his words, all the Primals suddenly froze as their minds processed his words and a myriad of awesomely beautiful scenarios appeared in all of their minds.
“If we pair him up with Old Wabetto’s unlimited teleportation skills and Chairman El’Taras’ sneaky scouting skills…” Primal Alexander mused.
“And of course your knowledge of the Shadow Realm…” Saint Dul’Akharat looked at Primal Alexander in the eye and said calmly.
“Hahahahaha!” Primal Alexander laughed. He knew from the moment he told Saint Dul’Akharat “it wasn’t his first time dealing with the Shadow Realm” that he would see a steep increase in his involvement in the counter offensive.
So he didn’t refuse.
“You know of the Shadow Realm? Why didn’t you tell us anything?” Primal Greelife Tree shouted angrily.
“You didn’t tell us anything about the Green Realm either.” Primal Alexander said with an amused voice.
“Wha-how… You!!” Primal Greenlife Tree sputtered in anger.
“Green Realm? So it is real?”
“Hohoho. Primal Greenlife Tree, let’s have a chat after this crisis is over.”
“Enough. Young Elliot has proposed a very intriguing idea. In all of creation in our known universe, only he has the power to unleash such wide scale devastation.
I appreciate your offer to take on such a dangerous mission. With Old Wabetto as transport, Chairman El’Taras as eyes, and Primal Alexander as intelligence, you guys should be able to sneak in and assassinate at least twenty Primals before they catch on to your actions.
Target the Primals nearest to their armies. If you do that, you might just throw them into complete disarray, and open up an opportunity for us to invade en masse without worrying that they invade while we are there.” Saint Dul’Akharat said.
“Do you four accept this mission?”