Chapter 621: Chapter 26: The Strategy of the Aristocratic Families

Richard looked somewhat astonished at Inhardt. Although Inhardt appeared as a human female, if he remembered correctly, the Black Crystal Worm Clan was not a species that reproduced sexually.

If Inhardt wished, she could produce a swarm on her own.

However, in that moment of astonishment, Richard quickly came to his senses.

“Are you interested in the werewolf bloodline?”

“Yes, my Lord. The energy within this creature is highly suitable for the Black Crystal Insect Swarm. If we can integrate this creature’s bloodline, it will greatly enhance the quality of the Black Crystal Insect Swarm.

This should be of some help to your future wars.”

Richard nodded slightly, but his mind was not on Inhardt’s request.

“Speaking of which, the Mother Worm God of the Insect Nest World crawled out from the Source Sea Abyss. And within the Source Sea Abyss, there happens to be a laboratory. Does this mean that the Mother Worm God could be a creation of the Pioneers?”

The structure of the Mother Worm God was unknown to Richard, but he did know the structure of the Black Crystal Insects.

The structure of the Black Crystal Insects was not complex, the overall structure symmetrical, akin to the creations of the Pioneers.

“Here, take that kid’s blood and head to the Divine Palace Laboratory at the top level of the Secret Realm. While the main system is analyzing the werewolf bloodline, also have it analyze your bloodline.

I speculate that your bloodline source might be a creation of the Pioneers. Let them analyze it, which will help with your future evolution and potential offspring production.”

Inhardt was momentarily stunned, then a touch of emotion appeared on her face.

All these years, she had been busy in the laboratory, rarely seeing Richard in the ordinary days. Although she didn’t say much, she felt somewhat lost in her heart.

But now, Richard was actually considering her future, giving her the feeling of a forlorn woman in the deep palace suddenly favored by the emperor.

“Yes, my Lord.”

Inhardt departed, and Richard found Bai, who stood confused before the inspection instruments.

“Kid, come here.”

Richard waved his hand and then pulled a Crystal Stone Communicator from his pocket.

“Quan Zicheng is awakening out there, keep an eye on it, and use this to notify me if anything comes up. You just need to press this point, and then don’t touch it again.”

Bai nodded nervously: “Understood. Under what circumstances should I report?”

“Any unusual energy fluctuations or abnormal mental waves. You’ll know when you oversee it; currently, he is in a stable field, any detectable fluctuation is quite severe.”

“Yes, Lord.”

After leaving the laboratory, Richard immediately used the Secret Realm as a connection to return to the goblin world.

In the Miracle Church, Frank, as diligent as fifteen years ago, continued working earnestly in the study.

During these fifteen years, the goblin world had also been continuously developing. New cities were continually established, new resources continuously developed, all of which needed central decision-making and resource allocation.

Suddenly, Frank, buried in a sea of files, abruptly raised his head, as if sensing something. Immediately, a rift opened before him, from which emerged a black-robed figure.

“Seems I’ve come at a bit of a bad time.”

Looking at the pile of documents beside Frank, Richard spoke with a touch of tease in his tone.

Frank stood up, bowed slightly to Richard, then excitedly asked, “My Lord, you’ve arrived in that world?”

Richard nodded slightly: “Yes, I’ve already entered the world, and the current battle situation is favorable. Our young fellows, in terms of both strength and combat discipline, far surpass those natives.”

Upon hearing this, Frank couldn’t help but close his eyes, murmuring thankfully, “This is truly wonderful.”

After speaking, he opened his eyes again, returning to the Iron-faced Pope demeanor.

“What does the Church need to do?”

He knew that Richard never visited without reason. Whenever he appeared, it meant he was about to issue an Oracle.

Richard waved his hand, and instantly, an image of the Young Master of the Quan family appeared in the air.

“Indeed, there’s something I need you to do. This is a Subordinate God I enshrined in the Otherworld, titled White Wolf. I need you to draft new scriptures to assist cultivators in proselytizing.”

Gazing at the image, Frank’s eyes filled with wonder; it was his first time seeing an otherworldly creature other than the Fire Lizard.

“So this is a brother from the Otherworld? Looks like some sort of canine.”

“Werewolves, that’s the name I’ve given them.”

“Understood, my Lord. I’ll gather the bishops immediately to draft the scriptures.”

“How long do you need?”

“… Seven days, seven days should definitely suffice.”

“No need to rush, you have plenty of time. I’ll convey some information later, which you can deify and include in the scriptures. Remember, ensure the goblin world has no issues with the new version of the scriptures.”

“Yes, my Lord.”

…

“Useless, all useless!”

On the Wolf Plain, the Alliance Hierarch of the Family Alliance, the Qing Family Head, one of the Young Masters from the Seven Immortal Villages, was furious as he looked at the intelligence reports from the front lines. His usual immortality-like demeanor was completely gone in the face of this report.

“Five hundred thousand! Five hundred thousand samurai gone just like that! Even if they were five hundred thousand pigs, they should have held out for seven days! Yet this is only the third day, and they’re all gone!”

Beside him, the other six Young Masters from the Immortal Villages didn’t look much better. Although they were happy to see the Qing Family’s leader struggling, this loss was beyond just taking a hit.

This was about shaking the very foundation of the Alliance!

Five hundred thousand samurai equated to the entire possessions of thousands of low-grade families. This battle was akin to erasing thousands of low-grade families directly from existence.

If this news got out, not to mention anything else, their allied forces would no longer have any chance to become a legion. Those samurai born into noble families would absolutely obey their families’ orders to ensure their survival as much as possible on the battlefield.

This means the legion would be split into dozens, if not hundreds, of small groups.

Legion command could control no one except their own headquarters.

“Seal the news, we must seal the news.”

Beside the Qing Family Head, an old werewolf with pitch-black fur and emerald green eyes spoke.

He was the head of the Yu family, the oldest among the seven heads.

“Seal it? How to seal it? Five hundred thousand people lost, how can that be sealed?” spoke another werewolf beside the Qing Family Head.

“Use substitutes, employ puppets, disguise it as a failure, but primarily as a sign that the legion didn’t obey commands. Have the disciples from the Immortal Villages take action, control a few small family heads, and have them spread the message that their samurai returned below.

First, set the tone for this thing.

Then make an issue of it, disperse the samurai, a legion must never have too many samurai from one family.

This way, if such things happen again in the future, it would be easier to seal the news.”

Listening to the Yu Family Head, the other family heads pondered for a moment and couldn’t think of a better solution.

“The Yu elder’s plan isn’t bad.”

“I think the Yu elder’s plan is good, there’s nothing wrong with using it directly.”

“In terms of puppets, a few of my sons are quite skilled, let’s all contribute and craft a few disciples to manipulate hearts.”

…

The Qing Family Head looked at the family heads already engrossed in discussing the next steps, his head was about to burst with anger. But what can he do with his anger? They were all Immortal Village Envoys, and they accepted him as Alliance Hierarch before because he convinced everyone.

But now, with such a mess below, as Alliance Hierarch, he had nothing useful to say besides losing his temper. This is truly not a leader worthy of respect.

Power comes from concession, and concession comes from ability. When people acknowledge your ability, they’re willing to concede power to you. But if your ability isn’t enough, then naturally, they will take back the power they’ve conceded.

Waving his sleeve, the Qing Family Head returned to his position as Alliance Hierarch, beginning to think about the next move.

They’re all ancient foxes, emotions might cloud their judgment temporarily, but he couldn’t stay angry forever.

“Relying on these noble family samurai is ultimately not an option. Even if you disperse the family samurai further, they will instinctively clump together. I suggest using commoners directly as the army, using the Iron Body Secret Method from the Immortal Villages combined with the Blood Essence Pills. The warriors produced, though individually inferior to noble family samurai, are sufficient as cannon fodder.”

“Blood Essence Pill?” A Family Head raised an eyebrow, looking towards the Alliance Hierarch sitting at the Qing Family Head, “Isn’t Blood Essence an excellent elixir material? Wouldn’t distributing it to these commoners be a waste?”

The Qing Family Head looked at him, speaking calmly: “You can choose not to use it, but when the Outer Heaven Demons come to the Wolf Plain, they’ll burn the Blood Essence for you.”

The Qing Family Head’s capability to become Alliance Hierarch is certainly recognized. He already realized that resources that can’t be converted into combat power are useless in war.

“Indeed, the Alliance Hierarch’s proposal is excellent,” the Yu Family Head spoke, “Blood Essence just gathers dust in our warehouses, bringing it out to cultivate cannon fodder also has its value. If we can’t hold back the Outer Heaven Demons, no amount of elixir materials we have is useful; they’re just for the Outer Heaven Demons.”

The Qing Family Head and the Yu Family Head exchanged a glance, both old foxes instantly understood each other’s thoughts.

Today, I help you, and with arrangements in the future, you must help me too.

“Since that’s the case, let’s follow the Alliance Hierarch’s plan. Gather all the alchemy disciples from each family, the Blood Essence Pill is somewhat troublesome to refine.”

…

“Such a major defeat was glossed over so lightly?”

Richard looked at the intelligence report returned by Miss Jane, his face full of disbelief.

Goblins have a habit of making post-battle statistics. In this war, just the werewolves with bodies numbered nearly fifty thousand. Besides these with bodies, they also captured nearly forty thousand and had countless werewolves incinerated by spells.

A rough estimate on the goblin side was that they killed nearly four hundred thousand werewolves in this battle.

That this could be glossed over made Richard feel the werewolves weren’t without merit. After pondering for a moment, he took out the Crystal Stone Communicator, tuned in to a specific channel, and said:

“Have the elite squad begin infiltration, prioritize assassinating family heads.”

“Yes, my lord.”