The Black Order's Power Conference had not been divided up this time. Everything proceeded as usual... Actually, ever since the Black Order failed to capture the King of the Underworld in Britain, nearly all of the order's elite had been wiped out.
In other words, aside from Lamias herself, the Black Order had no one capable of fighting.
Never mind high-level transcendent combat power—even mid-level fighters were in short supply... All that remained were the youngsters who had stayed behind to guard the house because they had been too weak to join the operation to capture the King of the Underworld.
For that matter, the Black Order's newly appointed Dark Saintess was merely the tallest among a group of short people... a young girl who had not even graduated from school.
But outsiders had no way of knowing these things. After integrating the Black Order, Lamias had kept this information tightly sealed.
Yet aside from Lamias herself, the order truly did not have a single capable fighter—including the reason she had the confidence to attend this Summit Conference, and even appear at the Power Conference venue.
She was capable of fighting.
Having been sealed inside Crystal Jade for who knew how many years, the only things she could do besides reminiscing about the past and planning her escape were cultivate and cultivate some more.
Several thousand years? Tens of thousands of years?
After cultivating a Saint's Fighting Spirit for such a long time, even a pig could be piled up by time into an absurdly powerful pig, right?
So she knew she was strong... She would not dare claim to be invincible, but she was no longer someone others could casually manipulate—except for a certain unscrupulous boss.
During those long years of imprisonment, Lamias had constantly asked herself whether she