73: Human High Command

When the air raid siren in Demon City sounded, the residents who were still enjoying peace were stunned for a moment.

"What is going on? Why is it making such a racket for no reason?"

"It wouldn't be another drill, would it? Is a war starting?"

"Ugh! It's like this every year. They always engage in these formalities; I'm used to it."

"Right? I think they're just bored and have nothing better to do. A while ago, I saw on TV something about beast invasions; that must have been fake too. With technology so advanced nowadays, they must be trying to deliberately create panic to make money!"

"But... what is that? (voice trembling)"

"Mom! Is that an aurora? It's so beautiful!"

"Something's wrong! Good child, get inside quickly!"

"..."

Soon, countless people looked up at the sky.

Their eyes revealed surprise, curiosity, excitement...

To the people, this phenomenon was simply a miracle that occurs once in a millennium!

Only the martial artists looked up with grave expressions, watching the light curtains in the sky that resembled auroras with fear!

"How is this possible?! How did they get out?"

"This is Demon City! The most peaceful place! Why? Is the apocalypse coming?"

"This level of Alien Energy fluctuation is even more terrifying than an A-rank! Could it be an S-rank Alien Space?!"

"Run! Run away from Demon City quickly!"

"..."

Soon, chaos erupted in the city; traffic jams and accidents were constant. Some people thought it was the arrival of the apocalypse and started looting...

Unbeknownst to them, a layer of blood mist appeared in the sky.

The dark red sky looked like the apocalypse had arrived, and light curtains appeared in the sky, dozens of them, large and small!

At the same time, the human martial artists were mobilized!

"Demon Slaying Army, assemble!"

"Shadow Pavilion, assemble!"

"Dark Gate, assemble!"

"Martial Artists Association, assemble!"

"..."

Every faction immediately initiated the highest level of red combat readiness!

Meanwhile, on the top floor of a certain building.

Under the dim light, several figures sat, and every one of them exuded the aura of those in power!

Every single one of them was an existence capable of making the entire martial arts world tremble!

"I say, if we're having a meeting, why not turn on the lights? Trying to set a mood?"

At this moment, a slow, leisurely voice rang out.

The grave atmosphere in the room stalled.

Immediately after, an old man said: "That's a question for the Dark Gate. They organized this meeting; perhaps they live their lives in the shadows every day and are just used to it."

"Bullshit! Zhong Hanyang! Your Shadow Pavilion is just as bad! Always acting as undercover agents here and there; you're just like maggots."

A resonant, vigorous voice rang out.

The old man, Zhong Hanyang, laughed and pointed at him with a pointing gesture: "Look, he's anxious, he's anxious."

"You! Are you trying to pick a fight? Huh? Answer me!"

The old man chuckled and said: "I'd be a grandson if I were afraid of you! I heard you secretly advanced to Eighth Stage Peak? I'd like to test how much substance you really have."

Just as the two were at each other's throats, a calm voice rang out: "So eager to fight? That's perfect. Since those beasts rarely come here, why don't you two go and battle them?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the group fell silent, and they glared fiercely at each other.

"I'll give Number One face and won't stoop to your level, you old scoundrel!"

"Heh!"

...

A white-haired old man leaned back in his chair. He sat at the head of the table, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, his face kind and benevolent, looking as ordinary as any old man in a park.

He looked at the person who had spoken first: "Xiaoyu, how did the matter go?"

The person addressed as Xiaoyu was a Middle-aged Man with an alternative hairstyle that looked a bit odd. He nodded indifferently: "It's all been taken care of. The old fogies from the Noble Families will act this time. Well, they won't have a choice but to act."

The old man nodded slightly: "Thank you for your hard work. Using the Red Robe Cult to implement reforms this time is of great significance. Everyone, you must control the scale of this!"

At this moment, the resonant, vigorous voice said: "Old Ping, won't this have too big of an impact? At least a million innocent people will die this time."

He was Gu Zhou, the master of the Dark Gate.

"If they don't die now, they will die later!"

The old man Zhong Hanyang coldly snorted: "The situation on the other side of the wall is becoming increasingly dire. Our human martial artists are suffering too many losses. One day, the wall will have breaches, and there will be more and more of them. When that time comes, how can there be any intact eggs beneath an overturned nest?"

"This... but we can't just let ordinary people die in vain, right?"

Someone frowned and said.

"Those who die are all useless people. Letting the cults run wild this time is using their hands to screen for a batch of good seedlings. Although the number of our human Awakeners is vast, they are basically just a bunch of tender shoots that haven't grown up yet. However, there is no time left for them to grow slowly!"

"Everyone, this world is just that cruel. We have protected humanity for so many years, but we cannot keep protecting them forever! The future depends on the young people."

"..."

The group discussed among themselves, and their opinions were not very unified.

At this moment, a cough rang out.

The discussion stopped, and everyone looked at the old man.

The latter said slowly: "I have already said that this reform is necessary, so there is no need to discuss it further."

The group fell silent.

The old man said slowly: "Letting some beasts in this time is, firstly, to train those who have talent. They have enjoyed peace for too long; it is time to sharpen their blades. Secondly, it is to knock some sense into those martial arts Noble Families."

"Over these years, they have occupied a vast amount of resources but do not want to contribute. How can there be such a good deal? We must make them understand that they, too, are human!"

Zhong Hanyang sighed slightly: "Those Noble Families rely on having Ninth Rank ancestors to hold the fort, so they act like kings of their own domains. Over these years, they have increasingly disregarded the Dragon Kingdom; they really do need to be knocked down a peg."

"But they are, after all, the 'launch players' who have lived for so many years..."

The old man slowly stood up. He walked to the window, hands behind his back, his cloudy eyes quietly watching the distant sky.

A hint of red could be faintly seen.

"All departments shall act according to the plan. This cleansing will result in some deaths, but keep the scale under control."

"Also, for the Dark Gate, you can close the net. If you can't catch a few Archbishops this time, then you can all retire early."

"As for the Noble Families, the Dragon King Hall will be responsible. Xiaoyu, you and that girl Qingzhi should put in more effort."

"This concerns the rise and fall of humanity; no one can stay out of it! If the Noble Families are becoming arrogant, then make them realize the reality."

"Whether they are Ninth Rank or Tenth Rank, as long as they are parasites of humanity, then I will personally root them out!"

While speaking, a king-like aura suddenly surged from the old man's body.

The expressions of the group tightened, and they could not help but feel a sense of awe.

They felt heartfelt admiration and reverence for this old man.

His contribution to humanity was just too great!

Furthermore, his strength was something that even everyone present could not fathom!

Unfathomable!

It would not be an exaggeration to use this word to describe him!