Chapter 409: Chapter 409: Even If There Were Tens of Thousands of Pigs, It Would Take Him a While to Catch Them All Alone

"According to the interim regulations, I am declassifying a level two secret of the Superpower Division. I hope everyone understands the current situation."

Cheng Wen gathered all the high-level personnel present.

"Bai Li Association Huangliang Branch’s senior agent Li Rui once encountered the highest danger-level world NPC, Zuo Qiutian, in the Ten-Star Secret Realm Peony Fairy’s Tomb."

As he glanced at the expressions of everyone present, they almost all turned serious.

The name Zuo Qiutian was not unfamiliar to those close to level 50; although most of them had never met him, they often heard rumors about him in high-level dungeons.

Moreover, in reality, these people were generally not the grassroots staff. Even a simple exchange with colleagues could reveal a lot of information.

Cheng Wen saw that they understood what he was about to say and continued, "In the Peony Fairy’s Tomb, Li Rui reported seeing an unknown person wielding dual swords, initially judged to belong to a mysterious organization in the Secret Realm World, which had recruited Zuo Qiutian to join."

"...."

"Commander Cheng, you’re not telling us that Zuo has found this place, right?"

If it were any other world NPC, everyone might not be so worried, but Zuo Qiutian, in their eyes, was someone that only someone of Song Yao’s caliber could deal with.

However, Cheng Wen first dispelled their worries, "No, Zuo Qiutian hasn’t come; only the dual-wielding guy I mentioned earlier has shown up, and this information hasn’t been confirmed yet."

He then shared the information that Charles Brown had brought to them.

"The reason I am declassifying the secret is that I need everyone to objectively assess the impact of the event. After all, everything I said comes from Charles Brown, and we can’t rule out the possibility that this is their trap. Please discuss quickly."

He finished speaking and signaled for everyone to speak freely.

The Chief of Staff spoke, "As far as I understand, if they sent Charles Brown to report the news, it should be relatively credible."

"Indeed."

The bushy-beard echoed, "This guy’s abilities are average, but his status isn’t. Sending him shows sincerity."

Cheng Wen responded, "I also agree with this view."

Someone else expressed skepticism, "But isn’t this situation a bit too bizarre? One person forced them to come and negotiate?"

"You can’t rule out this possibility; it’s a very high-level world NPC, potentially 60-70 levels."

"It’s quite normal, isn’t it? A high-level taking on a low level—sneak attack and escape. You can’t even touch him, and given enough time, he can kill everyone."

Everyone began discussing, debating the message’s authenticity, how to respond, who to send to verify it, and what conditions to propose if negotiation took place.

While the meeting proceeded, Charles Brown was anxiously waiting outside. Despite usually appearing calm, he wasn’t at peace inside.

Reaching an agreement even an hour late could result in more people dying at the rear.

Thankfully, Cheng Wen seemed to listen to his request. Just over an hour later, Kong Ji waddled over to him.

"Haha, Charles, I’m going with you. The good news is most of us believe everything you say is true."

The average-strength emissary gave a forced chuckle, "That’s great, but why just you? We need more strong people. Of course, I’m not saying you’re not strong, but the dual-wielder already surpasses the current level range."

Kong Ji said, "No, no, you’ve misunderstood. While everyone is willing to believe you, this is not child’s play. You know what child’s play means, right? I have to go with you first to confirm the situation’s authenticity before deciding whether to join forces against that world NPC."

He spoke quickly, and Charles took a moment to understand before responding with a bitter face, "But...."

"But nothing. If we go with more people and it turns out to be a trap, wouldn’t that be a disaster? I trust Archbishop Leslie and Commander Ulysses will understand."

Kong Ji said, "If you believe time is of the essence, then let’s not waste any more of it."

"Alright, alright...."

Charles had no choice. He needed their help, so he had to agree.

The two of them, accompanied by a team of the Demon Race and their demonic mounts, headed south.

Upon entering the Polar Alliance’s territory, Kong Ji noticed their forces were very concentrated. Whether Demon Race or Human Race, all were gathered under Yangfeng Mountain, camping together.

He had no time for sightseeing and was directly received by Archbishop Leslie.

"Kong, I wish to convey the utmost sincerity that the current situation is very serious, and we need to unite."

"As you can see, that mysterious expert specializes in hunting powerful Extraordinary individuals. During Charles’ departure and return, he launched another attack; Ulysses was wounded."

Kong Ji was a bit surprised inside, but calmly said, "Then I should check on him."

He wasn’t genuinely interested in Ulysses’ health, but if the Western Kingdom’s chief commander was indeed seriously injured, then the matter couldn’t be fake.

No matter what trap, it wouldn’t involve using the Western Country’s strongest as bait.

Leslie seemed resigned; he didn’t want any scheming and led everyone to Yangfeng Mountain directly.

Soon, Kong Ji grew serious.

Ulysses’ wounds were genuine and severe. His consciousness was somewhat blurred, and even healing skills couldn’t fully restore him in a short time. It was some long-lasting poison. Simply being in the same cave gave Kong Ji a short-term spiritual power reduction debuff, terrifying him so much he quickly left.

You could only say Ulysses had a strong constitution. Anyone else would’ve been poisoned to death long ago.

"I think we can start discussing how to deal with that person now?" Leslie said.

"Uh, we can."

Kong Ji now had no choice but to believe that if someone could severely injure Ulysses amid an army and retreat unscathed, they would indeed leave them helpless.

Leslie nodded, "Great. The biggest good news is that the guy is alone, and we have numbers."

"Indeed, even if it were thousands of pigs, it would take him a while to catch them." Kong Ji’s comment left the other speechless.

In the face of Ulysses’ grave injuries, they agreed on the need to unite and arranged a meeting place. They needed to form a super elite team to actively hunt the dual-wielder with the Prophet’s methods.

"I agree with your plan, but the defined range needs further discussion. In any case, I’ll send the message back first."

Leslie and Kong Ji shook hands, and the latter, with a team of Demon Race guards, set off on the return journey.

He rode swiftly on a sturdy yak, muttering to himself.

"I never expected to encounter a world NPC. Joining forces in the Secret Realm battlefield is a first, but it doesn’t feel stable. I hope.... Stop!"

Suddenly, he ordered the whole team to halt their return, leaping from his mount, drawing his staff and ring blade, transforming into a burly rogue monk.

Clang!!!

With a thunderous sound, Kong Ji was sent flying, though he wasn’t actually hit. He twisted mid-air, landing steadily some ten meters away.

However, the nearby Demons were not so lucky. A young dual-wielding swordsman was among them, spinning as if dancing.

Slash!

All demons were instantly split in two, the area awash in blood.