Chapter 64: Night of Annihilation (2)

Chapter 64: Night of Annihilation (2)

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"He's got bigger plans than I imagined..."

The Fifth Princess, Diana, voiced her thoughts aloud in the Blue Star Palace library, a place Zion had abandoned.

"I had presumed he was scheming an assassination."

Amazement colored her gaze.

The royal family's contest for the throne, an unending dance of power, has endured since the reign of the first emperor, the Eternal Emperor. The skirmishes, however, were mostly covert operations and hidden power plays.

Should it come to inflicting direct harm on other royals, they typically used subtle methods: poison, assassins, or even deploying the star brigade when the target surfaced in the city.

A full-blown war, a real struggle for survival amongst the royals, was a rare occurrence in the span of the 400-year-old history.

Zion's proposition to Diana this time, however, was very much on that scale.

'He's not even targeting the Ritual of Four.'

When Zion suggested advancing the Ritual of Four during the council meeting, she assumed his aim was to bait the Third Prince Enoch.

However, Zion's true target was something entirely different.

His profound strategies and audacity were enough to send chills down Diana's spine.

'It's risky and very perilous, but...'

If all goes according to plan, Enoch might entirely vanish from the city.

Preparations to handle the subsequent fallout were already in place.

"It's a possible route."

No, viewed from another angle, a better opportunity might not come again.

Furthermore, if she pulls this off and contemplates the benefits Diana could gain...

'I can't back out now that I've agreed.'

With her decision made, Diana motioned for Lloyd, who was waiting patiently behind her.

"Yes, Your Highness Diana."

"How many spirit armies are currently at our disposal?"

"Every squad is available, except for the 7th and 8th who are out on duty."

"Bring them to the Blue Star Palace immediately. Make it seem like it's for the Ritual of Four."

"Understood."

Lloyd, who didn't question her abrupt order, nodded and exited the library.

In the solitude of the library,

"We're in it now, best to go all out."

The eyes of the Fifth Princess glinted coldly, then fell silent.

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Raei Translations

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A large iron door marked the end of a corridor in the Red Star Palace's basement, shielding a room from prying eyes.

This was a room that not even the third prince's closest advisors, those who supervised the human experiments in the basement, had seen.Th.ê most uptodate novels are published on n(0)velbj)n(.)co/m

Only Prince Enoch could access this room. Curiosity about what lay beyond the door was not permitted.

Creak!

Enoch boldly opened the iron door and stepped inside.

As he did, an overwhelming magic power engulfed him, pressing against his body.

Despite his numerous visits, and even growing to accommodate the magic power within himself, Enoch still found the magic energy in this room disconcerting.

"Diral, are you there?"

Enoch squinted, casting his question into the room's unseen depths.

Then.

"Haha, of course, I'm here. Where else would I be in this city?"

A figure emerged from the darkness, a voice full of cheer.

He appeared to be a man in his mid-twenties, donned in a dark blue suit from head to toe.

With his snake-like slit eyes and pointed ears, he looked somewhat human. However, Enoch knew this was not his true form.

'Demon.'

This man, Diral, was an immensely powerful demon. So powerful, Enoch couldn't fathom his strength.

Approximately a decade ago, Diral unexpectedly appeared before Enoch with a compelling proposal.

'Something doesn't feel quite right.'

Such were Zion's thoughts as he studied the full moon overhead.

Should the hypothesis hold true, the moon was destined to be steeped in an even more profound red, courtesy of Zion himself.

"Prince Zion."

In the quiet solitude behind Zion, who was gazing at the moon from a secluded garden in the Xing Palace, Thierry appeared.

"The third prince has made his move."

No further words were necessary.

Every other element was already flawlessly in place, with one key remaining to set everything into motion.

Thierry was implying that the key was now available.

Upon hearing this, Zion slowly turned to regard Thierry.

Thierry's eyes, unlike before, held no trace of doubt.

Instead, they bore only awe and unwavering loyalty towards Zion.

A look reminiscent of a zealous follower.

Yet, it was a look that Zion found oddly familiar.

It was the look worn by all who had looked upon him during his reign as emperor.

"And Liushina?"

"She has just arrived in Hubris."

"Then she should arrive in time."

Upon hearing this, Zion, grinning, slowly began to move away from the garden.

"Do we depart immediately? Perhaps it would be wiser to wait for the Thousand-Year Witch to reach the imperial city..."

"No, the time is now."

Zion interrupted Thierry, who had been speaking as he followed.

From the moment he had annihilated one of Diana's spirit armies to his proposal to expedite the royal ceremony during the national assembly.

All these steps were precursors to this day.

'In reality, there's another reason I proposed moving up the royal ceremony.'

The primary reason for Zion's initial targeting of Enoch was not solely due to him being the most vulnerable among the royal family.

It was also because, given sufficient time, Enoch had the potential to become the most formidable adversary.

The human experimentation conducted by the third prince in the palace's subterranean levels, in collaboration with demons, was a case in point.

In a short span, Enoch would reap significant gains from these experiments, increasing his power exponentially.

The apex of this power surge was due to coincide with the royal ritual, had it proceeded as originally planned a month later.

At that juncture, Enoch would become as challenging to eliminate as one of the world's strongest beings, Iverlin.

'The failure of Diana's attack at the royal ceremony in the chronicle is a testament to this.'

The week Zion had alluded to when proposing to advance the royal ceremony at the national assembly.

This week represented Zion's last opportunity, he believed, to bring an end to Enoch.

Step by measured step.

Having concluded his contemplation and exiting the garden, Zion navigated the imperial city at a leisurely pace, his foreboding shadow trailing in his wake like an ominous specter.

Guided by this impending darkness, perhaps?

Softly, secretively.

Figures began to emerge from hidden corners, commencing their silent pursuit of Zion.

Scores, no, hundreds.

Their numbers swelled within moments, amassing into a formidable battalion.

Sensing the formation of this legion, Zion cast his gaze upon the moon overhead.

The full moon was awash with a striking red hue.

Tonight, the crimson glow of that moon would intensify further.

Gradually, a glimmer of black starlight commenced its dance in Zion's eyes.

It was finally time to initiate the inaugural royal hunt.

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