Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

Four stone coffins were placed in the center of the hall, along with the one that was smiling and sitting, there were a total of five stone coffins.

Smiling pointed to the stone coffin he was sitting on: "Niruo."

He pointed to the stone coffin brought by Stone Pat: "Mietang Ya, Cai Nu."

He pointed to the stone coffin brought by Le Yu: "Qin Le Yin, Instant Annihilator."

"And Feng Lv." Smiling looked at the refined scholar standing beside him and nodded.

Although he had long known from Wu Zhiqi's memory, seeing this scene still made Le Yu raise his eyebrows — Feng Lv, who was born in the tribe as a Beast Tamer, was specially trained and sent to Huiyao as a spy. However, due to his excellent abilities and the arrangements of the National Relief Association, he actually became the sword sheath competing for the Sword Master position.

If nothing had happened, and Feng Lv succeeded in helping his Sword Master ascend the throne, it would become an epic plot of 'an enemy spy becomes the supreme leader'...

"Malak! Isn't there still one sword sheath missing?!" Zong Taiqi was so angry his dreadlocks trembled: "Smiling! What are you doing?!"

"The last sword sheath is Thousand Faces. He possesses the Extreme Divine Weapon, Water of Mutation, and can transform into thousands without a fixed form. I cannot find him." Smiling said calmly, "Besides, it took me quite some time with Niruo. Saving his life was no easy feat."

As the strongest of the Demon Race, Smiling naturally had to be responsible for capturing the most powerful Niruo among the sword sheaths, and only he could do it, not even Wu Zhiqi. Faced with Niruo, who had a crazy mask, it was easy to kill him, but not to avoid killing him, as the still-moving stone coffin Smiling was sitting on proved.

Smiling had definitely broken all his limbs, yet Niruo could still shake the stone coffin. No one knew how he did it.

"So what now?" Sasa Jueluo sounded very anxious: "Can we continue with one missing?"

"One missing is certainly no problem." The President stood up, walked to the five stone coffins, and smiled: "The Holy Sword marks on the six sword sheaths are already enough as a medium to summon the Holy Sword Huiyao."

As he spoke, a heavy book with a black leather cover and yellowed pages suddenly appeared in his hand, instantly attracting the attention of all the living beings in the hall — those heavily armored guards, who were clearly dead, continued to stand around the President.

Even Le Yu couldn't help but want to ask if he could touch it, just once.

Absolute Divine Weapon · Book of the Dead!

Although they didn't know the complete details of the Book of the Dead, they all knew one of its main uses: to bring the dead back to life and have complete control over the Resurrectionist!

This alone filled them with both dread and desire for the Book of the Dead.

But compared to the Holy Sword Huiyao, the Book of the Dead was nothing.

They restrained the greed in their eyes and even began to monitor each other, voluntarily protecting the President. Only occasionally did their eyes glance at him with barely concealed anticipation and apprehension.

Indeed, the plan of the National Relief Association was simple: use the Holy Sword marks on the sword sheaths as a medium to completely seize control of the Holy Sword Huiyao!

On the night of the raid on the Platinum Tower, the President had already proven the feasibility of this method through Qin Xiao's hand, which is why all allies were willing to sacrifice their forces in Yanjing, just to create chaos in Yanjing, so the Demon Race could abduct the sword sheaths without attracting attention!

Some might find it strange, even if everything succeeded, it only meant that the President would control the Holy Sword Huiyao, not them. Why were they working so hard to make a wedding dress for others?

But for the Demon Race, Titans, and Elves, even letting the Holy Sword Huiyao fall into someone else's hands was a great victory. Once the Imperial Family lost the Holy Sword Huiyao, all regions would lose their last restraint, and an unprecedented civil war would descend. Huiyao would weaken due to internal strife and might even split apart, giving these foreign races a chance to thrive.

The worst result was that the President, with the help of the Holy Sword Huiyao, would rule the land, but without a political foundation or loyal army, even if he ruled Huiyao, he would have to scourge each region first, causing casualties only slightly better than in a civil war.

More importantly, although the Holy Sword Huiyao was significant, it wasn't the entire plan. After over a decade of planning and collaboration, everyone was united, and from the moment night fell tonight, everything had been pushed forward irreversibly.

Pop!

All the stone coffins had their lids lifted, and five heavily armored guards immediately rushed to suppress the sword sheaths in the stone coffins, and then took out a stone knife, stabbing it fiercely into the back of their right hands! Meanwhile, Feng Lv also went to a stone table and pierced through the back of his own right hand with a stone knife!

Le Yu felt a heaviness inside — these five guards seemed to possess the combat power of a Star Position Martial Column! Although they probably couldn't beat a True Martial Column, they were still Martial Columns!

"The Holy Sword Huiyao originally had the effect of influencing Spirits, but it was just a very superficial halo effect, similar to 'enemies facing the Holy Sword Huiyao will feel fear and find it hard to exert their combat power.'

The President spoke eloquently: "But the Sword Holder, worthy as the last pillar of the Imperial Family, managed to deduce the 'Loyalty Mark' from the fear halo, a miracle that fundamentally alters human character. In this aspect, the Book of the Dead cannot compare with the Loyalty Mark, as I cannot make the Resurrectionist willfully loyal to me."

"Yet a miracle must have its price, and for the 'Loyalty Mark' to alter one's character, the Holy Sword Huiyao must continually impact the sword sheath. Hence, the Sword Holder divided the Holy Sword Huiyao into seven pairs of main and Minister Seals. The main seal was like a mark on the Sword Master's hand; the Minister Seal on the sword sheath's hand gathered the Holy Sword Huiyao's entire strength, consuming the sword sheath's will every moment.

"But this also gave us an opportunity," the President smiled, "As long as we gather all seven sword sheaths, it's equivalent to gathering the Holy Sword Huiyao. Borrowing the trigger of the Book of the Dead, the Holy Sword Huiyao is within reach."

"Alright, no need to explain further, let's hurry and start!" Sasa Jueluo said impatiently, "Besides, we haven't even gathered seven sword sheaths."

"That might not be true." The President smiled, glancing at the last grey-robed barbarian in the hall — Hanuman.

As soon as the President looked over, Hanuman immediately bolted to flee, almost trailing an afterimage.

However, Smiling's thought was faster than him.

The invisible hand of Spirit instantly squashed Hanuman, dragging him to the center of the hall from a distance, and during the process, broke his limbs, raising his right hand — a mask mark woven like golden threads glaringly appeared on the back of his hand.

Stone Pat watched with a grim face and then fiercely kicked his head: "Where's Hanuman?! What did you do to Hanuman?!"

"He died half a month ago." The answer was not from Thousand Faces, but from Smiling.

"If it weren't for the Book of the Dead, you would have deceived me." The President asked with interest: "The Book of the Dead can see through a person's essence. Although you indeed transformed closely into Hanuman, ultimately you are not Hanuman."

Le Yu blinked, thinking this might be the advantage of soul transmigration over bodily transmigration.

"Since you knew long ago, why did you keep me until now?" Thousand Faces asked and then answered himself, "Right, you didn't want to alert anyone and were sure I wouldn't miss tonight."

"Then can you answer me, how exactly did you kill Hanuman?" The President asked, "Your strength should only be at the Integration and Mastery level; the Water of Mutation doesn't have lethality, so theoretically, you shouldn't have been able to defeat Hanuman at the Peak of Perfection level, unless..."

"The most fatal attack often comes from the most trusted friend," Thousand Faces said, "You can see, not only can I transform into a person, but also into a barbarian, naturally... into a monkey."

The President nodded: "I see, Hanuman mistook you for a monkey with Spiritual understanding, so he became familiar with you."

"Not only that, the more I help others, the more soul fragments I get, thus knowing the secrets in others' hearts." Thousand Faces said, "For those whose soul fragments I hold, even if they change people or forms, as long as they appear before me..."

Thousand Faces reluctantly turned his head, surveying the hall with a gaze that seemed to accidentally sweep past Le Yu: "...I can recognize them."

Le Yu appeared calm, yet his fists had already clenched tightly in secret.

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