Dekan Would Become the Biggest Variable

Inside a dimly lit, ancient hall.

Surrounded by steep stone walls on all sides, this is a hollowed-out space inside the mountain.

However, no one would discover that a dilapidated temple was hidden here.

Several clusters of lights hanging on the stone wall cast flickering shadows.

Around the huge stone conference table in the center of the temple, a few people were scattered, some sitting and some standing.

Their clothing and attire did not appear extravagant.

Some were even dressed in overly simple clothes, just like ordinary people you could see anywhere.

But when they gathered at this moment, each of them exuded a strange aura.

In the dim light, their shadows stretched long.

Beneath that unfathomable, dark pool, their unspeakable nature seemed to be hidden.

Even the most ferocious magical beasts, if they were to stumble upon this place and encounter these people gathered here, would probably instinctively tuck their tails between their legs and flee at the first moment.

Seated in the dominant position was a figure with deep-set eyes.

Even a figure whose face is obscured exudes an astonishing sense of oppression.

Those captivating eyes slowly moved over, immediately fixing their gaze on a man.

The man being stared at immediately shivered.

But he quickly regained his composure and replied:

"The plan to capture Dekan has failed."

At the agreed time.

If the Tuxedo Man successfully captured Dekan, then he should be here with Dekan now.

The figure in the main seat remained completely unmoved, his gaze still chillingly indifferent.

"It doesn't matter, he was just a backup anyway."

She said it calmly.

"However, the next phase of the plan cannot afford to fail again."

Although her tone was calm, there was an indescribable determination in it.

If any mistake is made, the person responsible will inevitably face death.

"I see."

The middle-aged man nodded quickly.

He appeared genuinely fearful and showed no sign of being perfunctory.

Hold your breath for a few seconds.

Even after confirming that the meeting leader's attention had shifted away from him, he dared not relax and continued to stare intently at the figure in the main seat.

The leader scanned the crowd.

He did not focus his gaze on anyone else.

She seemed to be looking at everyone, yet also seemed to be looking at no one:

"My preparations are complete. When the agreed-upon time arrives, a supreme expert from the Church will be sent to prevent the other eighth-tier experts from the Norton Kingdom from coming to provide support. We only have one chance."

Although the leader's voice was very calm, even gentle, everyone in the hall felt a chill to the bone.

Of course, it's also possible that the weather is genuinely very cold.

It's already the end of December, after all.

"Also, try to avoid Dekan during the mission; he's too unpredictable."

The other figures all nodded, showing no sign of doubt.

Although Dekan is only of the third rank.

Judging solely by rank, Dekan is considerably weaker than them.

But this guy is too weird.

When facing him, the usual methods won't work.

Currently, it seems that even sending out fifth-tier elites would be completely ineffective against Dekan.

If they encounter Dekan, they will be completely crushed.

Even with a complete countermeasure strategy, you can still be inexplicably countered by Dekan.

The Tuxedo Man who never returned is the best example.

Although it is unknown what exactly happened to the Tuxedo Man.

But if even with such thorough preparations, they still failed, it must mean the worst is yet to come.

It would probably require the deployment of sixth- or even seventh-tier members, who could absolutely overwhelm and target Dekan, to have any chance of capturing him.

So.

Only if the person sitting in the main seat personally takes action can it be said that Dekan is assured of victory.

However, it was also mentioned that Dekan was only a backup option.

Their primary target is not Dekan.

Instead, it is Ice Princess, an eighth-tier top- Card Crafter.

What they are about to accomplish is the largest real-world action by the Resurrection Church in recent years.

Capture the Ice Princess!

The thought of this insane plan sent chills down the spines of even the elite members who already knew they would be personally involved in the mission over the next few days. Their hearts pounded.

Of course, they are not the main force in this plan.

The only reason they were able to participate was because they happened to be elite troops lurking within the Norton Kingdom.

Everything depends on how well the person in the main seat performs.

And that legendary, incredible card.

If it weren't for the high-tier Orange Epic the core members of the church obtained in the Shadow World some time ago, there wouldn't be such a seemingly unrealistic plan.

"Has His Holiness the Bishop already given you that card?"

Someone swallowed hard, seemingly daring to ask.

It seems that, apart from the leader, the others had wanted to ask this question for a long time.

But I didn't dare ask.

But if they don't ask, they'll always feel uncertain.

The figure in the main seat did not speak, but simply raised his palm slightly.

Then a card shimmering with a dazzling orange light floated in her palm.

[True Word Blood Pact]

[Category: Spell Card]

[Rarity: Orange Epic]

[Class: 7]

[Effect: Can be activated on targets below rank 9 who have lost their ability or will to fight. The target will swear an oath, reciting their true name, identifying their race, and determining their gender.]

[If all answers are correct, a master-servant contract will be forcibly signed with the target;]

If two answers are correct and one is incorrect, a one-year cooldown period will begin.

[If you get one right and two wrong, this card will be soul-bound to your opponent;]

If all the answers are wrong, you will be enslaved by the other side.

This card will disappear after the contract is successfully signed.

[Note: Originally created to combat the immortal Blood Clan, this forbidden magic eventually ended up in a world it shouldn't have belonged to.]

"Miracle!"

God bless my church!

The moment they saw the card, all the members were invigorated.

This card was not made by anyone.

It was not a magical creation that this world could possibly construct.

These extraordinary cards can only be naturally produced in the Shadow World.

After acquiring the card, the Resurrection Church quickly began plotting around it.

Theoretically, this [True Word Blood Pact] can be used to enslave up to one eighth-tier powerhouse.

However, the condition to be met is to "make the opponent lose their will and ability to fight," which means to coerce or completely defeat them.

If they rashly set their sights on an eighth-tier powerhouse, they might pay a heavy price before the card even meets the usage requirements.

In addition, it is necessary to fully understand the target's real name and race; there is no room for error.

Otherwise, the huge amount of human and material resources invested will be wasted.

If the declaration is wrong, even if there is another opportunity to use the card in the future, the failure of the operation will expose the existence of the card, making all potential targets extra vigilant.

In an even worse scenario, making two wrong declarations could result in the card being given directly to the enemy.

Of course, this is highly unlikely.

They had already conducted thorough investigations into their target.

Even if we assume the worst, it's impossible for them to guess wrong twice, right?