Great! I'm surrounded by villains!-Chapter 400 - 319: Temporary Plan

Fu Ling immediately found Duan Mingyuan and the others, who were still in the room, having just completed the Decurse Ritual.

Ah Jing lay on the bed, looking drained.

As she saw Ah Jing, Fu Ling felt a strange emotion surface in her heart. A moment later, she averted her gaze, the thought emerging within her—she surely wouldn’t get along with Ah Jing.

The reason and thoughts were inexplicable, yet they rooted firmly in her heart.

"I found out that it was Jean Saintfield, he’s the great-grandson of Saintfield VI."

If they were to follow Duan Mingyuan’s reasoning, that Saintfield VI and his great-grandson had switched souls, they could still be considered of the same generation, "For more than a decade now, Jean Saintfield had privately tasked my mentor with collecting various ritual materials across the planets."

Fu Ling was somewhat excited. If she made the materials she controlled public, not only would Jean Saintfield’s dream of becoming Family Head shatter, but he would also be deemed a criminal and prosecuted by the Ashen Church, and on the matter of the Witch Council, the Church would not compromise with any force.

A few days ago, when the news of the death of Saintfield VI spread, the family members charged up to the Department of Life Sciences, demanding that they find the perpetrator immediately. They didn’t know whether they would be satisfied with the identity of this main culprit. If it later proved that the death of the Family Head was due to internal strife, it would be enough to disgrace them.

Fu Ling thought that the family would likely be willing to pay a high price for these piece of evidence.

But gradually, she felt something odd.

This was clearly uplifting news, yet the few people in the room showed no expression, not even a hint of joy.

"This is good news, it can fully prove you are innocent,"

she reminded Duan Mingyuan.

"These ritual materials are not ordinary."

Duan Mingyuan took the list from Fu Ling combining it with the information Ah Jing had told them. It really did not amount to good news.

The one collaborating with Jean Saintfield was another powerful witch, current leader of the Witch Council. It was hard for him to imagine what kind of spell these ritual materials, which had taken the Department of Life Sciences over a decade to assemble, would ultimately create.

A moment later, Ah Jing gave the answer, "These rituals are to amplify magic power, imposing an unprecedented Inherent Barrier at the headquarters of the Ashen Church."

"Inherent Barrier? What kind of ritual is this?"

Fu Ling asked instinctively, finally, a sense of ominous premonition surged in her heart.

At the end of her investigation, she also received an unusual piece of information—just recently, Jean Saintfield had directed his flagship towards the headquarters of the Ashen Church.

"This is a barrier that will drag the entire planet into the void... It won’t be long now, and you will be able to see it,"

It was part of the Witch Council’s plan.

In a sense, it counted as a dramatic change of dynasty strategy.

Through the death of Saintfield VI, they drew the judges of the Ashen Church to this spot, where they would decapitate the Dawn Witch and members of the Witch Council. But before they could celebrate their victory, they would find their homeland drawn into eternal darkness.

This was a gift carefully prepared by the Witch Council for the Ashen Church.

The most devout believers, too, would experience the terror and helplessness of their home being destroyed.

"Are you saying that the witches intend to destroy Holy City?"

Fu Ling could hardly believe her ears; in centuries, no one had dared to challenge the authority of the Ashen Church like this.

"Rather than worrying about the fate of Holy City, you should be more concerned about the future of this Eco-Ship and the entire Space Station,"

Ah Jing reminded Fu Ling, "Once the Ashen Church finds out that members of the Witch Council are aboard the Eco-Ship, they will not hesitate to bombard the ship, and with the weapons equipped on that fleet, it could instantly engulf you all in a sea of flames."

She understood the Ashen Church well; this was what those fanatic believers had always done.

Once the topic involved wizards and curses, they would eliminate all related forces without considering the consequences, not sparing even their own people.

Once, some high-ranking members of the church believed the witch hunt was too extreme, involving many innocents. However, those who voiced justice for the innocent were eventually branded as accomplices of the Witch Council and were put to the stake.

The Ashen Church believed that only the scorching heat of the sun could expel the evil from the offspring of demons, so burning them at the stake was deemed the best option.

It was only when there was a single voice left within the church and throughout the universe that the frenzied witch hunt slowly died down.

"This is my plan."

Although Jiuyue had reached a preliminary agreement with Duan Mingyuan, she hadn’t managed to come up with a more detailed plan.

In her view, it was impossible to communicate with the Judges of the Ashen Church.

Duan Mingyuan would never be able to change the Judges’ attitude through peaceful diplomacy. Therefore, to save the Eco-Ship and the Space Station from disaster, they had to identify all members of the Witch Council before the Ashen Church’s fleet arrived.

Gathering them onto an escape pod was the only way to divert the fleet’s attention.

"After that, it’s your turn to fulfill your promise. Whatever means you use, I hope you ensure this escape pod leaves the Star Zone."

Saying this, she looked towards Duan Mingyuan.

Only Duan Mingyuan could manage such a feat as escorting a pod full of Witch Council members away from the Star Zone in front of the fleet.

"Where will this escape pod be headed?"

Fu Ling asked the critical question.

The Ashen Church’s pursuit would be relentless, and there was no place in the universe that would shelter witches.

The witch hunts had proven that any civilization willing to accept witches would be implicated.

"...I don’t know."

Jiuyue was a bit lost as this was also a plan they had come up with in haste. According to the original vision of the Witch Council, they would have all perished along with everyone on the Eco-Ship and Space Station.

They would use their own deaths to complete their vengeance against the church.

"By the time the fleet notices the change in the Holy City, it should buy them enough time to catch their breath."

It was as if time had returned to a century ago.

When the planet was bombarded and destroyed, the fleeing witches had faced the same choice.

Jiuyue could only hope that this time, her kinsmen could find a way to survive in their continuously drifting future.

"It sounds like they need a great leader."

Jiuyue said.

The Witch Ancestor of the Witch Council, obsessed with dealing with the Ashen Church, hardly cared for a group of fleeing kinsmen.

Clearly, the best candidate was none other than Jiuyue.

"A traitor cannot lead them towards the future."

At this point, Jiuyue became despondent.

Someone had to pay the price for this operation’s failure.

Jiuyue, however, seemed thoughtful, "I have an idea."

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