The result of the battle against the million Akfighters was catastrophic. Although all of the Akfighters were eliminated, only half of the champions who went there returned, and even those who returned were all injured. They would not be able to fight again for the foreseeable future.
However, this was not enough to make people relax, because the real threat was still the Akqueen. As long as it was alive, killing more Akfighters would be pointless. Although it would not be able to breed millions of Akfighters in a short time, this was not a cause for celebration. If the Akqueen was not eliminated and it was able to gather enough power again, the consequences...
Thus, under this heavy atmosphere, a super-sized continental-level meeting was convened in the city of Lopez. Almost all of the champions who could be counted on the main road came. The terrifying lineup of hundreds of champions would frighten anyone on the continent. This kind of lineup had only appeared once in the entire history of mankind, when the Elven race was toppled.
"You should all already know the situation, right?" in the center of the massive council chamber, an elderly man with red hair swept his gaze around before speaking.
"No need to say more. Let's just have a few of us talk. These youngins' words are useless!" another elderly man in a white robe said. Although his tone was disrespectful, none of the champions dared to argue because the gap between them was like this.
Although this meeting gathered many champions from the continent, in reality, only a few people could actually make decisions. Only those truly powerful champions had enough weight to voice their opinions here. Even the Bor present here couldn't be considered significant; he could only be considered relatively strong.
The true core of this meeting comprised only a few people—the second and third presidents of the Adventurers Guild, the three honorary presidents of the ElementalistsAssociation, the founding Emperor of the Lopez Empire and the Grand Elder of Anzu, as well as a champion with no affiliation who didn't even bother covering himself in a black robe. Lulumon would definitely call out his name if she were here, because this particular champion was none other than the Undead King Freid.
Each of these champions possessed the maximum strength of a ten-star champion and had been famous for many years. They were incredibly powerful, and most of them had lived for over a thousand years, making them like living textbooks.
"Damn it! I say we just go and fight. With so many champions here, armed with your respective artifacts, I don't believe we can't deal with one big bug!" a burly man slammed his fist on the table. He was the third president of the Adventurers Guild, who had received special inheritance and had immense strength, even more terrifying than creatures of the same level, and even had considerable resistance to magic.
"Stop acting up, Kaidal. Unless you want us all to die on the God's Cry Continent, you know very well how dangerous it is!" Anzu's Grand Elder, leaning on his cane, spoke up with a stooped figure.
"So what should we do then? Are we waiting here to die? We won't live much longer anyway. We might as well fight to the death and leave some space for future generations!" Kaidal continued.
"If sacrificing ourselves could solve the crisis, then why even have this meeting?" the founding Emperor of Lopez, the red-haired old man spoke up.
"Younuo, you should handle him and stop him from roaring here!" the captain of the Elemental Mage Guild, a beautiful woman with blue hair, said to the elder with long hair sitting beside her. The adventurer guild's second president had been silent with closed eyes since the beginning of the meeting.
"You'll have more luck getting your sister to talk than me!" Younuo opened his eyes and looked at the beautiful woman with blue hair, speaking. Sitting beside him was another beautiful woman with red hair, who was the honorary president of the Elemental Mage Guild and also the object of Udall's pursuit. This pursuit had been going on for hundreds of years, but it had not been successful yet.
"You think it's funny to tease me, Younuo Swordmaster?"
"That's enough, all of you. Don't forget why we are here." A cold, hoarse voice sounded from the corner. It was Fred, the Undead King, who belonged to a category of people who didn't fit in with the rest.
But no one dared to argue with him when he spoke. Even the other extreme champions had to give him face, because while others may not know, some of them knew that the figure hiding beneath the black robe was a complete and utter monster.
If those who had lived for thousands of years were considered the undead, then Fred, the Undead King, who had survived from the late elf era until now by relying on death magic, was truly immortal. His lifespan far surpassed the combined total of half of the other extreme champions.
And he was also the champion closest to being a sovereign level existence. Even if all the other extreme champions joined forces, they couldn't match him alone. The war of annihilation several hundred years ago was the best proof of his terror. It was clear how frightening he was.
"This matter concerns the survival of the continent. If that giant creature accumulates enough power, Dark Border will probably fall!" said Emperor Lopez, the founder of the empire.
"What do you all think a sovereign is?" Fred spoke again.
This sentence made many people fall silent, especially the big shots among these champions. A sovereign's level had completely surpassed that of a champion. They fully controlled their own domain. Unless there was a domain willing to confront them, even if a powerful champion entered it, they would lose their ability to call upon their powers. They would also need to resist the oppression coming from within the domain. By then, their strength would probably be weaker than a regular, fully powered Extreme.
As for long-range elemental magic, they had also considered it, but it was practically useless. Setting aside whether or not it could break through the domain's defense, even if the magic fell on a sovereign, it might not be enough to kill them. Not to mention the fact that the resistance within the domain was extremely strong. Magic below a certain level would be completely ignored.
"No need to be so pessimistic. Haven't the ghost tribes of other worlds mentioned a way to deal with that giant creature? I think we should give that method a try."
"Aliens have different hearts. Do you believe his words? Who knows what the ghosts are really planning?"
"But perhaps this is our breakthrough hope, maybe we can find the reason why we can't break through the Sovereign from the world beyond..." Fred's tone remained calm, but it completely shattered the mental defenses of many champions, especially those with ten stars as their limit. For hundreds or even thousands of years, their only wish was probably to break through to the Sovereign rank!"
