Chapter 362 Eat the Puppet Clan First

Supreme Council, World Decision-making Center.

This is a special institution specially established to fight against the powerful monks from the main world. In just ten years, it became the center of power in the puppet ancestral world.

Under strong pressure, the once discord between them was temporarily suppressed, and power was highly concentrated.

This day.

The highest alarm suddenly sounded.

The spiritual projections of the thirteen directors of the institute standing at the top of world power gathered together.

In the huge conference hall, the atmosphere suddenly became depressing.

"He's back."

"Are you sure?"

"The frontline report that the fog domain is expanding, and some people claim to have met a man in white who claims to be the Lost Lord."

"Where is that person?"

“Bringed.”

Captain Jia stood in the center of the venue, lowered his head in awe, and did not dare to look up at people.

For him, anyone present is only a legendary figure, and everyone can easily decide his life and death.

"You met the Lost Lord?"

“Yes, yes.”

Captain Jia's voice shivered, and his long-term awe of the Supreme Committee made him more nervous at this moment than taking risks in the fog realm.

"What did he say?"

"He said he is here again, hoping to be warmly entertained by the Supreme Council this time."

The air suddenly became silent.

The next moment, anger erupted like a volcano.

"Arrogant!"

"Have he forgotten how he was beaten out by us ten years ago?"

"We could win ten years ago, but we could win ten years later!"

"This is a declaration of war!"

"We should no longer have fantasies. No matter how heavy the price we pay, we still have to protect our world!"

Captain Jia was sweating all over his head, and his back was wet.

Even if it is just the pressure spreading invisibly by the big guys, he is not something that he, a second-level puppet fighter, can support it.

Fortunately, someone remembered him immediately.

"Your information is very useful. You can remember the second-class merit once, go down."

"Thank you all the members!"

Captain Jia immediately became beautiful, and his longing for the future overwhelmed the tension and fear in his heart.

A second-class great merit was once, and the reward resources and his own accumulation over the years were enough to allow him to break through to the third-level puppet fighter in a short time.

And if you plan to make a plan, you will probably not be silenced.

After all, he still couldn't figure out what the man in white he saw in the Mist Realm was, so he had been in vain for so many years.

That's why silence is a cheap and effective means to keep panic from spreading.

When Captain Jia retreated, the tense atmosphere just now became silent again.

"Can you really win?"

A committee member with a slightly younger face said in a stern voice.

There was a hint of fear in his voice that he could not even notice.

Ten years ago, his teacher, who was like a god, died in the war in his heart.

It was precisely because he took over the position of the teacher that he could only take the position above ten thousand people shortly after becoming a fifth-level puppet fighter.

"You have to fight before you know."

"His contempt is our best opportunity. Ten years ago, we were able to seize the opportunity to hurt him and make him unable to expand any more.

Ten years later, we are much better than before.

This time, there is no reason for us to lose.”

"What do you say from the ancient Puppet tribe?"

"At this time, they should no longer be attached to our hatred, we have a common enemy."

"They want us to agree to a condition."

"What?"

"Super the fire."

"Haha, they're doing a good job.

Our ancestors worked hard to let the fire be in charge of us.

All our most important technologies are developed by fire. If the fire is handed over, even if we defeat the Lost Lord again today, we will sooner or later become vassals of the puppet clan again."

"But if we don't agree, they may directly cooperate with the Lost Lord. After all, don't forget that the Lost Lord came because of the Mountain Rock Giant.

They are the same clan.”

"The importance of the fire cannot be argued with. No one except the Supreme Council will ever be involved in the fire."

"Their courage has been beaten by us over the years, and we won't make a decision so easily."

The president sitting in the main seat rubbed his brows, and his face showed a hint of fatigue, setting the tone.

Then he asked the president's secretary beside him.

"What do you say from the intelligence team?"

"After fighting for so long, we have not even understood the purpose of the Lost Lord. His actions are not like just for revenge of the Mountain Rock Giant."

"There is insufficient intelligence and cannot give specific conclusions. But some inferences about the Lost Lord have been sent to you."

Everyone read the inference report of the intelligence group for ten years.

"Avenge? Destroy the world? Capture slaves? Develop resources..."

Each inference gives the intelligence source referenced by the intelligence group, and it seems that there is a little reason.

But if it makes sense, it doesn't make sense.

"Are the god-transforming monks in the upper realm so powerful, or are we wrong in our journey for so many years?"

Suddenly someone closed the report and murmured to himself.

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain that a lost master, in terms of power, is the realm of transformation of gods, which is comparable to a fifth-level puppet fighter.

As a result, a battle ten years ago.

The other party was alone, and they all came out. Thirteen fifth-level puppet fighters, fifteen super-large puppet fighting beasts, and millions of low and middle-level puppet fighters. They were confident that they could conquer the power of the main world, but they were at a disadvantage.

That was a fighting style they had never experienced before.

The super-large puppet war beasts lost their combat power, and the puppet fighters lost contact with their puppet partners, were completely wrapped in fog, and lost their traces.

"First stabilize the ancient puppet tribe, and don't let them intervene in the battle, and then..."

The president took a deep breath and said word by word:

"Open the final plan!"

“We need stronger power.”

The venue was silent again.

Obviously everyone understands what the final plan is and what the risks of this plan are.

But after a brief calm, there was a voice of unanimous consent.

"The Suzaku Research Institute approves!"

"Yinglong Research Institute approves!"

"Xuanwu Research Institute approves!"

"Address!"

"Address!"

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To be continued...