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Chapter 1412: The Mastermind Behind the Scenes

The people of the world are always like this. When facing a powerful external enemy they can’t resist, they turn their conflicts toward their own compatriots, and those who stand out at this time often face much criticism and resentment.

Generally speaking, this kind of dark mindset is rarely displayed. Even the worst villains know it’s wrong, but when someone from the outside voices the same thoughts and even creates some momentum, this dark mindset erupts uncontrollably.

Xiao Zheng understands all this very well, and he naturally masters its use effortlessly.

However, he is somewhat surprised by the magnitude of the success.

"I think we aren’t the only ones contributing to this," Xiao Zheng chuckled, "heh, some other holy lands must have also used some of their forces."

"Other holy lands?" Upon hearing these words, Yao Qiantu’s tone turned sinister. When the Blood Clan and Werewolves attacked Medicine King Valley, he had sent requests for aid, but no one responded. All the holy lands just watched from the sidelines.

"This selfish bunch, heh, I’m not surprised they’d act like this," Yao Qiantu sneered coldly, "they must have seen how Xiao Zheng was in the limelight and felt disgruntled, so they also fanned the flames from behind."

"Speaking of selfishness, I think the most selfish might be us," Xiao Zheng couldn’t help but let out a bitter smile, "after all, to save our own lives, we’ve become real traitors."

Yao Qiantu remained silent.

He naturally didn’t want to be a collaborator with the enemy, but when he saw how even someone as powerful as Lv Chunyang fell to the combined assault of Vlad III and Heke, fear overwhelmed him, and he was willing to do anything to preserve his own life.

"Humph!"

Yao Qiantu’s expression turned cold, "All the holy lands are the same. Now that Heke has been killed, the Western forces will undoubtedly retaliate and attack again. At that time, we can use some means to drag the other holy lands into the water."

Xiao Zheng nodded, his eyes sinister, "Yes, we’ve already surrendered to the Blood Clan and the Werewolves and are infamous for eternity. To secure a better reputation in the future, there’s only one way, and that is to assist the Blood Clan and Werewolves in completely occupying the East."

"Heh heh, by then, perhaps our status will rise even higher. After all, the Blood Clan and Werewolves will need someone to manage the East, and we would undoubtedly be the best candidates. Perhaps we could become the Master of Holy Land!"

Yao Qiantu’s smile also carried a sinister and violent undertone, "Since we’ve set foot on this path of no return, we’ll keep going. All that talk about national integrity and the glory of Huaxia is nonsense—only our own interests matter. For my wealth and glory, all else can go to hell."

While the two were plotting, the entire Western World was shaken by Heke’s death. Both the Dark Demon Clan and the Bright Church turned their eyes to Huaxia.

However, besides the Blood Clan and Werewolves, the other two formidable forces in the Western World took no actions; they seemed to be watching from the sidelines, and even now, none of them have shown up.

Meanwhile, the Blood Clan and Werewolves were abuzz with excitement.

Within the Blood Clan, the Elder Council convened once more. Hades didn’t appear at this meeting. She had never quite supported the Blood Clan’s invasion of the East, and now she simply abstained from joining this highest meeting.

Although the elders felt helpless, they had no choice—no one could force Hades. For the moment, they could only deliberate among themselves, and with the support of blood clan great elders Nicola and Dracula, they decided to send troops to the East once more.

In this conflict, the one killed was Heke, a Werewolf. Rather than grieve, the Blood Clan was delighted, even gloating. The fall of a Werewolf War God was excellent news for the Blood Clan.

Their motivation to act was the one who killed Heke—the Evil God! The Evil God was their Blood Clan’s great nemesis, having previously killed Harren. The Blood Clan’s initial objective in the East was the Evil God, though a series of coincidences led to the great war with the Hushan Sect and Medicine King Valley. Now that the Evil God has interfered with the East-West conflict, the Blood Clan naturally cannot stand by; they must send their strongest forces to kill him!

Of course, they had another, more pressing reason to act—the resources of the East. In the battle at Medicine King Valley, the Blood Clan seized a wealth of rare treasures, an abundance so enormous everyone was envious. With such huge spoils of war, how could they easily stop now?

However, the Medicine King Valley and Hushan Sect had entirely surrendered before, without offering any substantial resistance. Even if they wanted to continue, there were no valid justifications. War must have a righteous cause, which caused many in the Blood Clan some distress.

Now that Xiao Zheng had single-handedly killed Heke, it was like someone offering a pillow to a sleepy person; many in the Blood Clan couldn’t be more excited. Thus, the decision to continue sending forces to the East passed without much opposition.

"Heh heh, the East, the legendary land of milk and honey, is now occupied by such lowly Human Clans—what a waste. Such a precious land should belong to our Blood Clan."

Many elders harbored similar thoughts, their eyes burning with ambition and greed.

In the Werewolf Clan, the werewolves were furious upon learning that War God Heke had been killed, especially finding out that the killer was the Evil God.

The werewolves had long confirmed that the Evil God was behind the chaos in the Blood Prison. Their hatred for the Evil God was already deep, and now, with the death of War God Heke at the hands of the Evil God, their hatred surged to an extreme.

Countless werewolves flocked to Rob III’s palace, requesting to fight the East and conquer Sky Net, flattening the holy lands.

Rob III’s eyes also bore a trace of anger. He did not suppress the wolves’ fury and announced on that day the dispatch of an army to conquer the East.

Immediately, the entire Werewolf Valley was engulfed in a frenzy, with countless werewolves clamoring to level the holy lands and kill the Evil God.

"It’s a pity, if not for the concern over some mysterious Eastern powers, I would personally come to kill you!" Rob III gazed toward the East, his eyes deep.