Chapter 391 - Another Secret [2]

"Draven, consider it done." Scarlet slapped the table and tapped her alpha orb. "Call them in. We'll have to discuss the battle plan."

Hem Luthor and Kim Hutt did the same and soon, a few hundred high awakeners were seated in a huge lecture hall.

The Chaos families' heads looked at their precious human-weapons and sighed. After the mission, most of them wouldn't survive. But neither of the three had a shred of remorse. They just felt it was a pity.

Kim Hutt, the middle-aged man too the lead and stared his speech.

"Just like last time, pair up with members that synergize the team. We'll test the combat capability of every team here. The last 10 members of Hutt family will have their eyes gouged out everyday for a month. Good luck."

Each family specializing in training members of certain divine paths. So, since a long time, they were already used to forming teams.

The members didn't move yet as they waited for the other two heads to finish their piece.

"Basically what he said, but I want to sever the limbs of the last fifteen Luthor members and throw them in a dark dungeon for two months." The old man said with an amiable smile.

The audience remained silent. They were used to torture.

"My punishment is for only last five members." Scarlet's words caused the Shaw team to sigh in relief.

But they were too early. "I'll just kill the last five."

"?!"

The dumbstruck Shaw family members raised their head and saw the smiling scarlet haired woman.

Indeed, their matriarch was the cruelest of the already cruel people.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up! Even level 9s too! Get going!" Scarlet yelled, and in the next second, everyone was on their feet, scrambling to find their teammates.

Far up in the clouds, Varian listened to their conversation through Boo's advanced sensors.

The moment cluster cities was mentioned, he slammed his throne. "These fuckers are targeting cluster cities. I knew it!"

"The Order and chaos families will attack the cluster cities…" Boo muttered with a confused expression. "What's their plan?"

"Did you find anything?" Varian raised a brow.

"There's nothing relevant in this secret realm's database master." Boo said with a dejected expression.

Varian listened to the 'discussion' below and narrowed his eyes. "They aren't giving any specifics. Only instructions on how to work as a team. It's likely that even these teams don't know the plan."

'But at least we know for sure they will attack the cluster cities.' Varian sighed inwardly.

He could now show this recording to top military officials and ask them to secure cluster cities. Of course, convincing them would be an uphill battle. After all, even if Shadow Order and Chaos families expended all their forces, they wouldn't be able to take down all the cluster cities.

Varian shook his head.

'I'll leave the negotiation bit to Enigma. I'll do what I can do.' He took a deep breath and ghost ship descended slowly.

"Boo, is this area safe? I think we're already inside a level 9 perception range." Varian frowned.

"Don't worry, master. We're moving at an incredibly slow pace. The chances of exposure are minimal. Of course, if someone deliberately scans our location, we will be found out." Boo patted its chest.

Varian nodded and stared at the hundreds of high awakeners—the core strength of the chaos families.

In the adjacent lecture hall, men and women in black clothes were also sorting themselves into teams. All of them were high awakeners.

As everyone tried to attract powerful teammates, they openly flaunted their aura and as a result, the aura turned incredibly heavy.

Varian felt the pressure even from a couple of miles. It was like carrying a mountain. To the current him, it wasn't impossible, but it was tiresome.

"Boo, note down what I dictate." Varian said and his gaze narrowed down to one of the lecture halls.

Then he further narrowed it down to one man and used an ability he hadn't used since ages.

[??? Low Level 7. Fire Awakener.]

It was System's ability to guge the path and ability of the other person based on the aura they gave off.

It only depended on the aura they gave off and not any other factor. If an individual restrained their aura, Varian would only be able to their level and not their sub level.

Thankfully, the circumstances were in his favor.

Still, Varian didn't think he would be able to use it from this distance and even when they're in a building. He could only attribute it to the System's specialty.

"Low level 7. Fire Awakener."

"Mid Level 8. Gravity Awakener."

…

…

"L-Low Level 9. Extreme Awakener."

Varian finished the dictation and exhaled. 823. That was the number.

500 of them came from the Chaos families. 323 from the Order.

Unfortunately, there were even a few level 9s in these teams.

"Traitors." Varian clenched his fists and shifted his gaze to the family heads.

[Scarlet Shaw. Level 9 Fire.]

[Hem Luthor. Level 9 Gravity.]

[Kim Hutt. Level 9 Body.]

"Maybe all of them are mid level 9…" Varian muttered. He turned to the last two people.

"Eh? Where?"

"They are in the spaceport." Boo replied and ghost ship slowly ascended and left the perception zone of the awakeners.

Then it quickly reached the spaceport.

The space shuttle Draven and the other guy boarded just disappeared.

"Master?"

Varian narrowed his eyes. He already guessed they were both level 9s. But he didn't want to half-ass his job.

"Go."

The ghost ship exited the secret realm and chased the speeding space shuttle.

As Varian focused on the silver haired man in the space shuttle, a blue screen appeared in front of him.

[Draven. Level 9. Commander Plantae Path.]

Plantae were typically divided into two paths in higher levels. Fighters that fought and commanders that summoned their 'minions' and had them fight.

Of course, it was just a broad division. Typically, any plant entity was somewhere in between, with a heavy inclination to one side.

Even commander plantae entities, like Sequoia's Ficedula had significant individual offensive capability.

It's just that they were best suited for command style combat than individual combat.

"Draven. Level 9…" Varian narrated the info and turned to the last man.

[??? Level 7 Fighter Plantae.]

Varian was about to dictate when his eyes suddenly widened and he stiffened in place.

Another line appeared on the blue screen.

[Level 6. Water Path (Locked)]