In the grand hall of the Netherworld King City, where the red-clad girl resided, it stood tall and majestic, with several massive stone pillars supporting the vast do. In the expansive space, aside from the red-clad girl, there was no one else, making it seem sowhat deserted, and even a bit lonely.
Creak.
At that mont, a sound was heard as the grand door of the hall was opened, and Dracula’s steward walked in, bowing, and said, "Your Majesty, Dracula has already taken the bait and went to the Werewolf Territory that very night."
"Mm."
The red-clad girl nodded and said, "Very good, we can proceed with the next step. Let them know the exact date of my ’power loss.’
The steward opened his mouth, wanting to say sothing, but hesitated a bit.
The red-clad girl glanced at the steward and said, "If you have sothing to say, just say it."
"Yes."
The steward bowed and said, "Your Majesty, doing this is very dangerous. If anything unexpected happens, it might truly allow them to achieve their evil goals."
The red-clad girl smiled faintly and said, "To accomplish sothing, how can risks not be taken? You may go."
Although her tone was calm, it was very firm, and it was impossible to persuade her to change her mind. The steward felt a sense of helplessness and could only withdraw.
Thus, once again, only the red-clad girl was left in the grand hall.
She took out the Hades Fang, gently stroking it with her hand, and murmured to herself, "You must not fail ; when the ti cos, I’ll be relying on you."
The Hades Fang was sothing left behind by the Netherworld King. Although it was just a tooth, it concealed an imnsely terrifying power. Once unleashed, it would shake the heavens and earth, and even a formidable talent like Rob III might not be able to withstand it.
The red-clad girl’s plan was to use her vulnerability as bait to lure Rob III over, and when he arrived, she’d trigger the Hades Fang.
Rob III would never expect that an ordinary girl without any abilities could possess such a terrifying weapon!
By then, catching him off guard, Rob III would definitely die!
The Golden Bone that Xiao Zheng needed could also be acquired from him.
Perhaps Rob III might bring along so helpers, but under the power of the Hades Fang, no one would survive.
"It’s a pity it can only be used once."
The red-clad girl sighed lightly.
After refining the Hades Fang, she felt though the tooth housed terrifying power, it was one-ti use. Once unleashed, the tooth would be spent.
In the past, during the secret realm, the will of the Hades Fang was forced into a corner, which is why it decided to use this power, and that was the reason.
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Under the red-clad girl’s command, her forces imdiately began to move.
The mission now was to secretly inform Dracula and others about her whereabouts on the full moon night, but without alerting Dracula and the others!
These people, having lived many years, were very cunning. Any sign of a flaw would be detected by them, and by then, the plan would collapse, and everything would be irrecoverable.
Thus, this was the most critical step!
Hence, the forces under the red-clad girl decided to use a strategy of inaction to counter action.
When Dracula returned from the Werewolf Territory, the first thing he would do is investigate the red-clad girl’s whereabouts on the full moon night, certainly expending great effort to achieve this goal.
And the forces under the command of the red-clad girl decided to turn the tables!
Indeed, Dracula quickly began to take action. He held a Council of Elders in his hall, mobilizing all the great elders of the Blood Clan, activating their respective forces to investigate the red-clad girl’s whereabouts on the full moon night.
As a result, various forces continuously infiltrated the grand hall where the red-clad girl was located.
However, their first wave of infiltration proved utterly futile and even led to many people being discovered, each of whom was swiftly executed.
This was intentionally done by the forces under the red-clad girl, so as not to arouse Dracula’s suspicion and make them realize it was a trap.
Indeed, after Dracula and the great elders’ first action failed, they were in a hurry and launched another operation.
This action was on an enormous scale, almost all spies hidden around the red-clad girl began to move.
Thus, various pieces of information were obtained by these spies, then sent to Elder Dracula and the others, yet still, there was no news about the red-clad girl’s whereabouts!
"Damn it!"
Dracula slamd his palm on the table, saying irritably, "Why is the Netherworld King so elusive! We’ve expended such massive forces and still haven’t uncovered her whereabouts!"
Great Elder Zaren smiled bitterly and said, "Her weakness, after all, relates to life and death, so how could she not be cautious?"
Great Elder Howard frowned and said, "Are we really going to fail on this final step after such extensive planning this ti?"
"No!"
Dracula’s face twisted, saying, "We can definitely find a way! From now on, everyone under us will monitor the Netherworld King until the full moon night. At that ti, no matter how elusive she is, she can’t escape our surveillance."
Great Elder Zaren said in surprise, "That’s very dangerous! What if we get discovered while monitoring her?"
Dracula coldly looked at Zaren and said, "Then do you have any other thods?"
Zaren fell silent.
Other great elders also pondered repeatedly and found that perhaps this was the only way.
Initially, they thought that the red-clad girl, hiding herself on the full moon night, must have a fixed pattern, and those closest to her surely knew her actions and would offer protection.
Hence, they wanted to find this pattern.
But after two consecutive failed attempts!
Since looking for this pattern wasn’t working, they could only consider other thods. Even if it was risky, if they succeeded, the final reward would be astonishingly significant. Considering this, even taking a risk seed worthwhile.
"El... Elder..."
Suddenly, at that mont, a hurried voice sounded from outside the door.
"Enter!"
Dracula slightly furrowed his brow and said sternly.
They were in a eting, and unless there was sothing extrely important, no one would disturb them.
Imdiately, a figure stumbled in, exclaiming, "We... we found it! We’ve obtained the Netherworld King’s whereabouts on the full moon night!"
"What?"
All the great elders of the Blood Clan in this hall stood up abruptly, their eyes fixed on the ssenger, so even shaking with excitent.
They originally thought this action had failed, but at this last crucial mont, there was a dramatic turn of events! How could they not be thrilled?
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