"Bang!"
"This is outrageous! How dare they send High-Rank Transcendent to attack our people!"
The old count, like an enraged Lion, paced back and forth in the hall, roaring incessantly.
When he learned that High-Rank Transcendent person from the Snake Gang had intervened, he was initially quite pleased, because it meant that the other party had voluntarily admitted defeat.
But soon, the old count learned that the assassin was actually Logo.
The old man was terrified, his face turning deathly pale.
Only after learning that Logo was safe and sound under Melier's protection did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.
However, the old count's anger still surged uncontrollably; the clan's future hope had been extinguished by the slightest misstep.
Fortunately, he reminded Logo to have Melier secretly protect him; otherwise... just thinking about the consequences made the old count's eyes go black.
Inside the hall, the other clan leaders also looked furious, and almost all of them were genuinely angry, except for one person.
Ron Russell.
Although Ron outwardly appeared extremely angry, he was secretly feeling regretful.
That kid's incredibly lucky; Tier Eight gunner couldn't kill him with a single shot.
But soon, Ron's heart sank. He had been so focused on gloating and feeling sorry for the boy that he had overlooked a fatal problem.
"How come this kid is so strong?"
They had certainly heard of the name "Red Ghost," but they all assumed it was an outside help that Old Earl Herbert had found somewhere. They never expected it to be the young master of the Campbell Family.
Didn't this kid only become Transcendent six months ago? How did he grow so fast?
Not only Ron, but the other clan leaders shared similar thoughts.
However, now was not the time to discuss this issue, and the group wisely refrained from asking directly.
"My Lord, what should we do?" Doug Borgia asked. He was an Tier Eight fire Mage, and although his tone was calm, the temperature in the hall seemed to rise a few degrees when he spoke.
"What to do? Of course, we take them down!"
Elements surged, Annabelle suddenly appeared.
Beneath the limp Mage's hat, two icy blue pupils held a chilling aura that seemed to freeze everything.
As a spellcaster, she knew all too well what Logo, who had grown into an intermediate alchemist in just six months, represented. The three major clans were closely allied and almost inseparable. Logo was bullied by the Snake Gang and nearly perished.
This is absolutely not over!
"Go to war? Isn't that going a bit too far..." Ron Russell instinctively retorted. The Hunting Grounds were established precisely to avoid war with the Snake Gang. Going to war now would be tantamount to handing over the advantages gained from the Hunting Grounds.
Among the other patriarchs, Rengat Lungart also voiced his support for Ron Russell.
They believed that since Logo hadn't died, it was enough for them to negotiate some compensation with the Snake Gang; starting a war was going too far!
War means death; if there are benefits to be gained, then so be it.
The key issue is that once this war breaks out, our side will end up giving away the benefits we've already gained.
Aside from some psychological feedback, there are absolutely no other benefits; it's a huge loss.
Logically speaking, this idea is not wrong.
However, the old count and Annabelle were considering more than just that.
They considered things from a deeper perspective.
In the Transcendent world, while the group is important, when an individual genius emerges who can stir up the winds and clouds, their importance can even surpass that of the entire group.
In the Astral Realm, it is not uncommon for Champion to emerge out of nowhere, single-handedly lifting up originally weak races and becoming powerful figures who dominate their respective regions.
Individualism and collectivism, from the very beginning, have been like two completely different symphonies playing in the Astral Realm.
Going to war with the Snake Gang was indeed impulsive and irrational for the three major clans.
But this approach will undoubtedly bring them much closer to Logo.
To firmly bind a future alchemy master, or even a grandmaster, one must have the courage to forge a bond with blood.
Moreover, the Snake Gang was indeed reckless, blatantly violating the Hunting Ground Rules. The three major clans had declared war on them, and none of the Sunset Jungle had any reason to condemn them.
Glancing at Ron Russell and Rengat, the old earl looked at the others, his eyelids lowered, and asked in a deep voice, "Is that what you all think too?"
"This..."
Carven and the others exchanged glances, sensing something amiss from Herbert's tone.
"My Borgia Family agrees to war!" Doug Borgia was the first to voice his support.
As a spellcaster, his observation skills were sharper. It was clear that Annabelle and the old count had reached an agreement, and it was even possible that Ronaldo from the White Ape Clan had also agreed.
The three earls are in agreement, and their opposition is useless and will only create discord. It's better to be sensible.
Moreover, Borgia himself loathed the Snake Gang; his daughter had died at their Snake Gang.
After Doug Borgia voiced his support, Carven and Viscount Howard nodded in agreement. As for the Campbell Family, there was no need to ask; given the Gendaya People's character, it would be strange if their highest leader didn't react with outrage after such a thing happened to them.
Hearing the support of the three major family heads, the old count's expression softened, and he said in a deep voice, "Very well, the minority must submit to the majority. This count has decided to wage war against the Snake Gang!"
Annabelle interjected, "This battle may very well be halted midway by the four chief stewards, so we must inflict a Destruction blow on the Snake Gang in the early to mid-stages, and hurt them badly."
The old count nodded, looked around, and said, "The border troops cannot be moved. In addition to the standing army, each of you must contribute at least three regiments. The weapons and equipment must meet the standards for warfare. I don't need to elaborate on the war regulations, do I?"
"You don't need to worry about the Legendary level, Gain and I can handle it. As for that vixen, I've wanted to beat her up for a long time!" Annabelle rubbed his fists together, his figure gradually fading until he disappeared.
War broke out just like that.
The three major clans launched a massive attack on the Snake Gang's territory, with an army of 400,000 men divided into multiple routes. Caught off guard, the Snake Gang suffered a series of defeats, losing cities and territories, with many Transcendent beings falling one after another.
Madam Poison was stunned, the Duke was stunned, and the other bystanders were stunned too!
No one expected that Taoruisi of the Snake Gang's attempt to kill the Red Ghost would trigger such a fierce reaction from the three major clans and cause such a commotion.
Not only that, Annabelle and the Variant White Ape Gain went directly to the Snake Gang headquarters.
"You vixen, get out here right now!"