Volume 2, Chapter 95 – The End of Meeting

Annihilate the Graveyard.

For the Abyssal Lord before them, who loved and lived only for destruction, ruin, and annihilation, such a thing suited its nature perfectly.

After all, the Inferno was by nature a chaotic, lawless place. Demons and fiends that lived inside it survived by betrayal, trickery, plots, and slaughter.

The chaos within the Inferno was not limited to its borders; demons from the Inferno were active within the major factions outside as well.

Corruption and chaos.

That was the Inferno’s main goal.

The Abyssal Lord adopted a laissez-faire ¹ An attitude of letting things take their own course, without interfering. attitude toward such an Inferno.

It did not interfere. It let the Inferno remain chaotic on its own.

Because the Abyssal Lord allowed the Inferno to be so disorderly, when the Inferno invaded the Main World hundreds of thousands of years ago, the forces it sent were only a small part of the Abyss.

Yes, merely a small fraction of demons required the other factions to join hands to resist.

One could say that if the Inferno ever truly united internally, it would mean the end of the Main World.

But the Abyssal Lord’s personality loved disorder, so it preferred to see the Inferno riven by internal chaos and mutual slaughter rather than united.

Therefore, although the Inferno posed a great threat, the faction leaders considered it only a big threat, nothing more.

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Because the Inferno could never truly unite.

For endless ages the Inferno had remained chaotic, never once coalescing to attack the Main World.

If anyone claimed the Inferno had united, even a child would think they were joking.

“So… how do we deal with the Graveyard, Heavenly Father?”

The one who spoke was the aged Great Prophet of the Stronghold.

Indeed, the Abyssal Lord’s agreement meant the plan to annihilate the Graveyard had passed, but the Throne-class present were still puzzled about how to annihilate the Graveyard completely and permanently.

That is, by what means could they solve the Graveyard’s countless undead once and for all.

The Graveyard’s undead were as numerous as grains of sand; simply staring at that white sea of undead on the battlefield made one’s scalp crawl.

So how could they deal with such an apparently infinite number of undead?

Even if they sent all their forces to fight the Graveyard in a decisive battle, and even if the Graveyard’s undead stood still to be slaughtered, it still seemed impossible to annihilate every last undead in an instant.

Moreover, the undead were not mindless corpses. Among them were sentient beings capable of strategy. If they saw the battle going wrong, they could lead their undead forces out of the Main World, and there would be nothing to stop them.

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After all, the Graveyard’s numbers were simply too great.

“I have thought of a way to annihilate the Graveyard.”

Heavenly Father answered the Stronghold Prophet’s doubt with an expressionless face.

“Do you remember how we defeated the Abyssal Lord hundreds of thousands of years ago? We located the body the Abyssal Lord used to walk the world through a divine artifact, then used plane power to perform a spatial jump to strike the Abyssal Lord’s true body…”

For Heavenly Father to state so directly, in front of the Abyssal Lord, how the Abyssal Lord had been defeated back then, every Throne-class present involuntarily glanced at the Abyssal Lord, which now stood before them in a tentacled form.

“You mean through the Graveyard’s plane portal, then use an artifact to locate the Graveyard Plane, and smash the Graveyard Plane across the endless space?”

To the surprise of the Throne-class present, the Abyssal Lord did not react with anger. Instead it very naturally analyzed the opportunity Heavenly Father had planned.

After speaking, the Abyssal Lord let out a muffled laugh.

“Hahahahahahaha, as expected of Heavenly Father, who once severely wounded my true body across the endless space. With an opponent like you, my future will never be lonely~ Hahahahahahaha…”

“A plane strike… but Heavenly Father, even if we shatter the Graveyard Plane, what about the massive number of undead already left in the Main World?”

The Kingdom’s King of Knights voiced the concern in everyone’s mind.

“The undead left in the Main World?”

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A faint curve appeared at the corner of Heavenly Father’s mouth.

“The undead left in the Main World will have no path of retreat, so their end will be only one thing… that is, none shall be left…”

None shall be left.

It was as if one could already picture the Graveyard undead’s final fate. After Heavenly Father said those words, no Throne-class present, including the Abyssal Lord, questioned the truth of them.

Because they represented the five great factions, and if the five great factions joined hands, they could determine the future of a seemingly unstoppable faction like the Graveyard.

In this world, only the Throne-class could truly decide the rise and fall of power.

They were called Throne-class because they possessed overwhelming strength that ordinary people could not imagine.

Even the players could only look up at them in awe and dare not provoke them.

“Since the Graveyard’s future is decided, let us discuss how to divide the spoils after victory.”

After Heavenly Father declared the Graveyard’s fate, the Throne-class present lost interest in “how to deal with the Graveyard.”

Instead, their attention turned to what the Abyssal Lord had mentioned: the division of spoils.

The Graveyard’s power had swept across much of the Main World; the resources and treasures it had plundered were vast, and it had lain dormant for millions of years, hoarding wealth over those ages.

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How many riches would that amount to?

Dividing the unimaginably large “heritage” left behind after the Graveyard’s fall became the main event for which the leaders had secretly convened this meeting.

Yes, even before the war was over, the five great factions were already planning how to split the Graveyard’s spoils.

Although cruel to hear, that was the reality.

The strength of the five factions united was far greater than common folk imagined.

After more than an hour of deliberation, the faction leaders present all secured feelings of satisfaction over their shares of the Graveyard’s spoils.

Because the Fortress and the Academy had not arrived, those two factions were reserved small portions due to their absence.

The decisive battle against the Graveyard was scheduled for five days later.

“Five days from now, annihilate the Graveyard.”

With Heavenly Father’s final words, the secret meeting came to an end.