Angedora Bay, located on the Planet Oklo, is a vast body of water second only to the four oceans, several times larger than the surface area of an ordinary planet, and stretches to the horizon.
With the establishment of the An Alliance, the already important hub island in the central area of the waters has seen its status greatly enhanced.
The headquarters of the An Alliance is located on the largest island among them.
Pioneer Island.
On this day, the founding meeting of the An Alliance was officially held.
On the vast plains, the crowds stretched as far as the eye could see.
As the saying goes...
When the number of people exceeds ten thousand, it becomes boundless and limitless.
When the population exceeds 100,000, the conflict stretches to the heavens and the earth.
But the number of people and animals on the plains was well over a million. They were densely packed together, a sea of heads, incredibly crowded.
On the floating platform, one by one, the senior members of the An Alliance delivered their inaugural speeches.
The first one, of course, is the chairman of the An Alliance, the Sunset Lord.
Once Logo's position as finance minister was settled, he immediately mobilized all his connections and networks to fully support his lord's ascension to the position.
Ultimately, the Sunset Lord was elected Alliance Chairman by a narrow margin.
This was due in part to the support of fans like Logo, but also, and crucially, to the strength of the Sunset Lord himself.
In this turbulent situation, the safety of the leader must be guaranteed for the stability of the entire force.
A leader who is also a highly capable fighter has obvious advantages, the most obvious being that he is not afraid of being assassinated.
In the Elven Plane, High-Rank Demigod represents the pinnacle of power, while Peak Demigod is merely a type of High-Rank Demigod. There is no fundamental difference between the two. To assassinate a High-Rank Demigod, multiple powerful individuals of the same level would have to act simultaneously.
However, it's important to understand that the Sunset Lord is a master assassin. Although her perception range isn't large, it's extremely precise. If anyone with ill intentions approaches, she'll detect them immediately, which makes the assassination even more difficult, to the point of near impossibility.
After each high-ranking official delivered their inaugural address, it was soon Logo's turn.
Logo's speaking order was fifth, which means that his status within the entire An Alliance leadership was roughly at that level.
Of course, it should be noted that this status is only valid within the An Alliance system.
Once the An Alliance disintegrates, it will cease to exist, making it far less reliable than having strong independent capabilities.
This is similar to Tarlov of the Crimson Alliance; as the Alliance leader, his status is lower than that of any of the Pillar of the Nation. Why?
According to the law, the Alliance Leader is the number one figure in the Crimson Alliance.
The reason is simple: they are evergreen trees, their status remains unchanged for hundreds or thousands of years, while the Alliance Leader can only serve for a maximum of thirty years.
This is the reality of the Transcendent world, or rather, the real world.
Even without Transcendent powers, what truly governs a country is a certain class. In a concrete sense, this can be understood as a series of enduring regional political forces or large conglomerates, rather than the head of state in the open.
The head of state is merely an agent of a certain political group.
Of course, some leaders with exceptional political skills can take the lead, but this is only a fleeting moment. The petals will wither, but the soil remains unchanged, nurturing one flower after another.
On stage, amidst the cheers of millions, Logo stepped to the front and began his inaugural address, unaware that a killer from the Nitavie Family was sizing him up in the crowd below.
While the Eye of Insight is powerful, it also consumes a lot of energy. With so Demigod present, Logo doesn't need to keep the Eye of Insight active all the time, let alone scan the entire area, as that would be too exhausting.
Furthermore, as the top assassin family in the underworld, the Nitavie Clan's professional capabilities are not to be underestimated.
"Phantom", "Stealth", "One-Hit Kill", "Poison", "Tracking", and other assassination skills are all maxed out.
There is also a racial talent that is almost impossible to overcome: "Soul Escape".
The souls of the Nitavie Clan are uniquely structured, allowing them to quickly adapt to most physical bodies and almost completely ignore all restrictions, escaping into spatial realms.
Therefore, even if the Nitavie Clan fails in their assassination attempt, it's not a big deal; at most, they'll just have to change bodies.
Compared to that, the Hidden Demon that Logo encountered when he was weak was nothing to worry about.
At this very moment, the Nitavie Clan, who was observing Logo, possessed the body of a Holy Stone People. He was tall and strong, with dark brown skin, a stark contrast to his original dwarf appearance.
As time goes by, this body will gradually shrink and turn into a dwarf. It can be considered a minor flaw in the Nitavie Clan's talent for Soul Escape; their racial talent is not suitable for long-term lurking.
"Too many Demigod, assassination is difficult. It seems we need to continue looking for opportunities. However, we have collected some auras, which, combined with what we had before, is enough to complete the tracking..." Charles Nittawi murmured to himself, "I wonder how the operation is progressing with the other tribesmen."
After the founding ceremony of the An Alliance, Logo left calmly without attending the banquet, which puzzled many people. Some who had originally planned to use this opportunity to curry favor with the new elite were secretly annoyed.
Some well-informed individuals, their eyes flashing, clearly knew the inside story of Logo's departure, and gathered together, whispering among themselves.
"We just received intelligence that the Gendaya Royal Court has just suffered a large-scale assassination attempt, reportedly resulting in heavy casualties."
"I also received intelligence that it seems the Inquisition of the Radiant Empire is behind this. Numerous executioners have infiltrated the Gendaya Royal Court on a large scale, some even launching suicide attacks. It's extremely insane."
"If you hadn't told me, I really wouldn't have known the inside story. No wonder Minister Campbell didn't even plan to attend the dinner and left in a hurry; it turns out his hometown was robbed."
Will the An Alliance get involved in this?
"No way! What does the conflict between the Gendaya Royal Court and the Radiant Empire have to do with us?"
"But Logo Campbell is, after all, the Minister of Finance. What if he uses Alliance resources?"
"Heh, if he really does that, those guys who are eyeing his position will definitely use it as an opportunity to attack him. Even if they can't oust him, they'll make him lose face! Once he loses face, it'll be difficult for him to get anything done in the future!"
Although Logo hadn't heard the discussions about the impact of his departure, he had a pretty good idea of what was going on.
Fame brings trouble, and self-interest drives people.
Since he got to his current position, he has offended countless people and attracted a lot of envy. Every pair of eyes is watching him, and even the smallest actions are Infinity, let alone his act of leaving the conference during the event.
Logo understood even better that he became Minister of Finance not by luck or the pity of others, but by fighting his way up through sheer hard work and determination. As long as his core support base remained intact, he wouldn't lose his position.
After leaving the venue, Logo did not return directly to the Gendaya Royal Court.
He knew very well that since the enemy was carrying out such a large-scale assassination, they would not spare him alone.
In fact, there's a high probability that you yourself are the real primary target.
The reason the other party didn't make a move is simple: there are too many Demigod here today. In this kind of situation, if Peak Demigod dares to assassinate someone, it's a one-way trip with no chance of success.
But once they leave this place and get on the road, with fewer Demigod around, it would be tantamount to giving assassins an opportunity, Logo wouldn't do something so stupid.
Although after the Soul Informatization, it can directly transform into information flow and be transmitted to Higher-Dimensional Information Space, making it almost impossible for it to be killed.
However, the Astral Realm is mysterious and full of Transcendent abilities. No one can be sure that some strange race in some remote corner may possess the ability to kill information life forms.
Even the Eternal can perish, let alone a nobody like him.
We must remain cautious and prudent; we cannot afford to be reckless.
Once recklessness becomes a habit, it breeds arrogance, disdain for others, and a constant tendency to court disaster. Eventually, this will lead to death, because those who drown are often the ones who can swim.
Pride is considered the first of the Seven Deadly Sins for a reason.
He took out his communicator and contacted Royal Court.
Soon, the projection of the First Elder, Jin Laken, appeared. His face was filled with intense anger, and the Slaughter intent in his eyes surged like a tsunami, as if countless blood-red needles were converging, making him extremely intimidating.
"What are the losses?" Logo asked, appearing quite calm.
"Very serious!" the Grand Elder said in a deep voice, "Grand Duke of Silver Peak and his heir, Youlus, the young master of the Silver Peak Clan, were assassinated and killed. Aimidun, the second-in-command of the New Blood Faction and a friend of the Left Chancellor, died almost simultaneously. In addition, there was Luolike of the Tielin Clan, Count of Deer Armor and Count of Blue Sea of Outposted Faction..."
The elder's words caused Logo to slowly narrow his eyes, his long, narrow pupils sharp as knives. "These people are all my supporters, aren't they?"
"Indeed, they are all your staunch supporters. Such an organized, premeditated, large-scale, and precise assassination attempt is clearly not just for causing trouble."
"Heh, this is all to undermine my position, thereby causing turmoil in the Royal Court once again and slowing down our progress." Logo sneered, his aura dropping sharply.
The Grand Elder nodded slightly, his expression grave. "I suspect that someone involved in this incident is very familiar with the inner workings of the Royal Court..."
"Grand Duke Tielin!" Logo said the name directly.
A flicker of pain crossed his eyes, but it quickly vanished, replaced by killing intent. The Grand Elder said, "If it's him, we're in trouble. This guy used to be a high-ranking official in the Royal Court; he knows us too well, and he definitely has spies within the Royal Court."
As the saying goes, even a centipede with a hundred legs doesn't fall down when it's dead, let alone the Grand Duke Tielin, who is still alive. He was once a high-ranking official in the Royal Court, a figure who has lived for hundreds of years. No one but himself knows how deep his network of connections is or how many informants he has.
At this point, Logo paused for a moment, then changed the subject and asked, "Have you figured out the assassin's identity?"
"The vast majority are executioners from the Radiant Empire. Another group, though few in number, is extremely dangerous. The traces of their actions remind me of a family in the underworld..." The elder's voice slowed down, and one could clearly sense the solemnity within it.
"Who?"
"The Nitavie Family, the number one assassin family in the underworld, are extremely troublesome..." The elder said, giving Logo a brief introduction to the Nitavie Family's situation, and then added somewhat awkwardly at the end, "The Nitavie Family members are too slippery; we haven't caught a single one. However, we did manage to capture 13 executioners from the Radiant Empire, and they're all in prison now."
After hearing the elder's words, Logo was speechless and frowned, saying, "So, you mean we haven't captured a single member of the Nitavie Family, and it's all just speculation?"
As for the executioner, Logo didn't care at all. It wasn't that he looked down on him, but rather that he was an old adversary whom he knew too well to need further explanation.
Logo's speechless expression made the Grand Elder's face slightly embarrassed. He chuckled awkwardly and said, "It's not entirely a guess. Crassus did witness the entire process of a member of the Nitavie Family Soul Escape. In the entire Elven Plane, a family with such talent is probably unique."
"Crassus? He was assassinated too?" Logo's expression changed, his killing intent surged. These people actually dared to lay a hand on his own confidants; he could not tolerate it.
The Grand Elder sighed, "Not only Crassus, but also Qiya."
"How are they?" Logo asked quickly.
The First Elder: "Crassus was unharmed. He discovered the assassins' tracks beforehand and secretly summoned the White Wolf Clan's second steward, scaring the assassins away."
Hearing this, Logo breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Crassus had discovered the Nitavie Family members using his child eyes. This fat cat was quite clever and had good luck.
"Where's Qiya?" Logo asked again.
The First Elder sighed, "Qiya was stabbed in the chest. The Nitavie Family's daggers are all coated with potent poison, and their physical energy is extremely destructive..."
Upon hearing this, Logo's heart leaped into his throat.
"Fortunately, the ' Clan Hatred ' hidden within Qiya erupted at the crucial moment, greatly increasing her strength and repelling the assassins. However, she herself is tormented by the entanglement of three forces and is currently unconscious. But don't worry, with the Sea of Slaughter suppressing it, she is temporarily out of danger."
After saying this, the Grand Elder looked at Logo with concern, fearing that he might do something irrational.
Fortunately, Logo remained calm enough that even his extreme anger prevented him from acting rashly. After regaining his composure, he asked in an almost indifferent tone, "Compared to Crassus's description, can we confirm that the remaining few assassins were members of the Nitavie Family?"
"A 95% probability!" the elder said.
Logo nodded silently, then began to gather information from all sides, and quickly obtained basic information about the Nitavie Family.
"Soul Escape... So that's the type of talent it is. That's troublesome."
His brow furrowed, Logo's mind raced.
The most urgent task is to eliminate the threat posed by the Nitavie Family as soon as possible. The Royal Court is currently in a situation where it cannot withstand their relentless assassination attempts.
Logo also wanted to avenge Crassus and Qiya as soon as possible.
However, to deal with the Nitavie Family, the Soul Escape must first be solved.
Because the Nitavie Clan, who possess the Soul Escape, are virtually impossible to capture once they reach the Demigod level.
Special souls in a "freezing" state can deeply integrate into dimensional space and teleport long distances, ignoring most restrictions, making them virtually unsolvable.
How could a family known as the number one assassin family in the plane not have some real skills?
However, the Nitavie Clan, who are at the Legendary or Epic level, still have a certain chance of being captured if they encounter Demigod skilled in sealing and control.
The problem is that, as Transcendent family, Demigod are the pillars.
The capture of a few Epic and Legendary is of no serious consequence.
"It seems that to break this deadlock, we must first unravel the soul secrets of the Nitavie Family, making it difficult for them to escape," Logo murmured.
The Grand Elder listened, then shook his head with a wry smile. "How easy is that? Over the years, countless forces have been ravaged by the Nitavie Clan. The study of their soul forms has been ongoing for quite some time. There's even a living, Legendary- level Nitavie Clan in the Tia Empire's prison, almost killed by those spellcasters who study him day and night, yet they still haven't figured it out."
"Heh, they may not be good enough, but I might be." Logo chuckled coldly.
The forces of the Elven Plane were ultimately short-sighted.
Logo, who possesses a vast database of Aslant Civilization data, also has countless experiences and cases to draw upon.
According to the records of this advanced Astral Realm, there are at least eighty, if not a hundred, people with this kind of soul talent as the Nitavie Clan.
If he were to personally dissect a Nitavie Clan, he could quickly identify its weaknesses by comparing them to the soul templates in the database, and then target them accordingly.
Having clarified the situation, Logo had a plan in mind.
The next course of action is simple: head to the Tia Empire.
When Logo informed the Grand Elder of his decision, the Grand Elder nodded. "I won't interfere with your decision, but be careful in everything you do. There's definitely a pair of eyes watching you from the shadows. It's best to have Demigod with you. Don't worry about the Royal Court. Trying to bring us down with assassination alone will take at least a year and a half. I will request assistance from the Corte Alliance and ask them to send some high-level combat forces to support us. That should be able to stabilize the situation."
After hearing this, Logo said with gratitude, "Thank you for your hard work."
Having an elder in the family is like having a treasure; this wasn't the first time Logo had experienced this feeling.
Whether it's the Grand Elder, the Left Prime Minister, or the Grand Duke Lieyuan, they are all very reliable when it comes to getting things done, saving him a considerable amount of energy.
After hanging up, Logo contacted his teacher, Madison.
The projection appeared, Madison's resentful gaze fell on Logo's face. "So, what is it now?"
Looking at the teacher's backdrop, Logo noticed the elderly man was conducting an experiment. He gave an awkward smile and said, "Sorry to bother you."
"Speak quickly if you have something to say," Madison said impatiently.
"It's like this, I'd like to ask you to pick me up and take me on a tour of the Tia Empire's First Prison."
"??"
Madison was taken aback, somewhat confused by Logo's meaning.
He's been spending all his time in the lab lately, shutting down almost all communication, ignoring everything else, and becoming a complete shut-in.
The major news that just broke out in the Gendaya Royal Court is naturally unknown to our Cartographer.
After Logo briefly explained everything, Madison understood.
The old man gave Logo a strange look and sighed, "What kind of disciple have I taken on!"
"Teacher, I'm still here!" Logo was speechless.
"I wouldn't have said anything if you weren't here," Madison joked. "Wait, I'll be there in ten minutes!"
It turns out that alchemists have a very strong sense of time.
As a rune master and a severe case of obsessive-compulsive disorder, Madison is extremely obsessed with the word "precision".
He arrived almost at the last second, appearing before Logo exactly ten minutes later.
Logo was already used to his teacher's way of doing things; after all, he had some similar minor flaws himself.
It's probably an occupational hazard for alchemists.
Boarding Madison's Alchemy Tower, Logo embarked on his journey to the Tia Empire.
Charles, the Nitavie Family assassin who was secretly observing him, was dumbfounded. He thought he had finally gotten his chance, but instead, the other man simply left in a top-of-the-line war fortress. What was the point of the assassination attempt?
Frustrated, Charles had no choice but to follow Logo's lead and wait for an opportunity.
It's just staking out, no big deal. When it comes to patience, the Nitavie Family has never been afraid of anyone.
The Tia Empire.
Lionheart Floating City.
The massive floating island floated steadily in the air under the influence of gravity magic.
On the flat island surface, various exquisite buildings stand side by side, and well-dressed Mage stroll leisurely among the blooming flowers. The leisurely temperament that comes from the bone marrow is something Logo has only ever seen in the Tia Empire.
It can only be said that the environment shapes the people.
With his teacher Madison's connections, Logo easily gained access to the First Prison of the Tia Empire and obtained the qualification to dissect the Legendary Nitavie Clan held there.
Of course, spellcasters from the Tia Empire must accompany them during this process.
Accompanied by two young members from a prominent spellcaster family, Logo traveled without hindrance.
In the Tia Empire, alchemists held a status almost identical to spellcasters, so they were not discriminated against. Logo chatted happily with the two young men and even exchanged contact information.
They rode a magic circle all the way to the lowest level of the prison.
Thick Black Steel forms a Sturdiness barrier, with runes engraved on its surface that are so complex they are dazzling. Here, the space is like a block of steel, with no perceptible fluctuations, and teleportation is absolutely impossible.
Deep inside a seemingly wooden, yet indestructible, cage, Logo met this Legendary Nitavie Clan.
He had lost his physical body, leaving only his soul. Under the illumination of a special magic circle, he appeared almost tangible. His body was emaciated, his expression listless, and his eyes lifeless, having long lost their luster. One could only imagine what experiments the spellcasters of the Tia Empire had conducted on him over the years to turn an incredibly resilient Nitavie Clan into this state.
Logo showed no mercy and intended to make matters worse by adding fuel to the fire.
Through the cage, he grinned at the Nitavie Clan inside. Sensing danger, the prisoner trembled, curled up, and huddled in a corner.
"Tsk, quite perceptive, interesting."
While Logo was conducting soul dissection experiments.
Luolunsi Secret Realm.
The center of the star core.
Fiery energy coiled around the dragon-like giant like a dragon or a snake.
He was over a hundred Duomi, with dragon wings spanning three hundred meters when spread. His body was covered in golden-blue dragon scales, and his head had woody antlers resembling those of a deer. His hands were large and powerful, with a devilish tattoo resembling the gaping maw of Abyss on the back of his hands. His limbs were like pillars supporting the sky, with bulging muscles, exuding unparalleled power.
Flames surged, and as the last burst of energy flowed into his body, the giant's tightly closed eyes suddenly snapped open, his crimson-gold vertical pupils like a blazing sun, seemingly capable of igniting everything.
At this moment, Lancelot, who had been asleep for eight months, finally awoke.
Amidst the earth-shattering roar of the dragon, the oppressive aura belonging to Legendary life form spread unchecked.