Reincarnated As A Lion In Another World-Chapter 646: President Musty Has A Strategy

President Musty walked down the stairs of his arkship that had been parked directly in front of the Imperial Palace of the Destruction Dragons.

Following behind him were four females, each with unique traits of theirs.

And following further behind were groups of Horse Governors in their humanoid forms and wearing prestigious attire befitting of nobles.

Mixed in with this crowd of horses were the tall or short figures of various strange creatures also in their humanoid forms.

From the auras coming from these entities, anyone perceptive enough could tell that they were Primordials.

There were five of these creatures present among the group of horse generals as they descended, following calmly after President Musty and his consorts.

President Musty stepped over the last floating stair piece and continued his journey in flight mode.

The edges of his black trench coat blew back, aligning with the dance of his long golden hair.

His two golden dots for eyes gazed at the welcome squad waiting for them down below.

A group of mighty dragon guards was waiting for them down below, arranged in a neat formation of two long rows that stretched all the way to the entrance of the Imperial Palace.

The space in between the two rows of guards was tens of meters wide, enough for President Musty and his entourage to land and walk by without any hindrance.

As soon as President Musty’s feet touched the crystal floor, he continued his walk, acting as if the rows of dragon guards by his left and right didn’t exist.

He carried his head high and his shoulders were positioned broadly, exhibiting his strong aura.

His pose when walking was majestic, giving others the impression that he was ready to dominate the universe with every step he took.

His wives followed behind him, glancing at the guards. But the guards paid little attention to them compared to the earth-shaking aura coming from the five Primordials following behind them.

Standing at the entrance of the Imperial Palace was a tall woman with two curled horns pointing to the purple multicolored sky. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

She wore a grand yellow gown that was decorated with very tiny crystals at the edges and hems.

Her shoulders were exposed, revealing the wax-like skin that made up most of the external part of her body.

Her purple eyes stared with mysterious intent at the visitors, a victorious smile worn on her beautiful face.

Soon, President Musty was standing in front of Empress Elizabeth with an equally victorious smile on his face.

"I had assumed there would be complications in our meeting but it seems the lions never bothered to that extent," Must said with a smirk as he stretched out his hand.

Elizabeth took his hand and shook it lightly with a pompous look in her eyes.

"I half expected my palace to be swarmed with Creation Dragons by now. Oh well, let’s assume that they are prepared for us," Elizabeth said, to which President Musty nodded.

Elizabeth’s eyes drifted to the back of the entourage, scanning the new faces and the new auras.

Naturally, she was incredibly attracted to the five auras coming from those visiting Primordials.

It wasn’t every day that someone saw five Primordials standing in one place.

Elizabeth compared the intelligence she had gathered in her mind and was able to recognize the entities she was seeing.

Rhino Primordial of Gravity.

Hyena Primordial of War.

Swordfish Primordial of Sword.

Zebra Primordial of Illusion.

And Termite Primordial of Architecture.

Elizabeth didn’t reveal any emotion on her face as she labeled each of these entities. She just looked away and walked into the throne hall, expecting the others to follow her.

But in her heart, she sneered. She knew that President Musty had a much higher number of Primordials working with him than he showed today.

There were definitely more than five, President Musty was just hiding his cards.

It was to be expected though, Elizabeth thought, everyone had to be cautious now. In these times, having trust issues was one of the most beneficial traits for anyone as it could literally save their lives.

As Elizabeth escorted the horses and the Primordial followers who stared at Elizabeth with cautious eyes, they finally arrived at the crystal throne.

Sitting comfortably on this gigantic crystal throne was the smaller figure of the legendary dragon-lion hybrid.

For this meeting, Ibadon was not in his humanoid form, but a much smaller version of his true form.

A black dragon-lion hybrid with an oblivion black mane and curled dragon horns on his head as well as various mixes of dragon and lion traits.

Even in this seemingly small form, Ibadon was still nearly five meters tall, and he was still sitting down.

His tail waved from left to right behind him, brushing on the back rest of the crystal throne.

His ink-black claws scraped against the crystal edges of the throne. Even though everyone knew that this crystal throne should be one of the hardest artifacts ever, they couldn’t help but harbor feelings that Ibadon would have absolutely no problem destroying this throne.

As President Musty looked at Ibadon, he swallowed his saliva. His reaction was a bit better than the governors who could barely look at Ibadon without faltering in their steps.

Looking at Ibadon was like hovering at the event horizon of a black hole, they felt that if they hovered around him for too long, they might truly get deleted from existence.

And they could also confirm some rumors that they had heard.

It was said that when Ibadon was in his true form, he was so powerful that reality had a hard time trying to make sense or reason for his existence.

Because of this, one could hardly tell the boundaries of Ibadon’s body because it seemed like the edges of his body were blending seamlessly with his surroundings.

And they confirmed it with the glances they gave to this abominable yet magnificent beast.

Truly, there was a small and faint blur existing between Ibadon’s body and the rest of the world, making it seem like Ibadon’s body began where reality ended.

Ibadon was oblivious to their thoughts as he couldn’t be possibly bothered to know what they were thinking of him at this time.

Millions of years with this formidable amount of power has made him quite nonchalant to the awe mortals have whenever they see him.

"Oh, welcome," Ibadon said casually, acting as if he had not already sensed all of them long ago.

His dull red eyes remained on President Musty even though there were other powerful figures in the throne hall.

Without much thought, Elizabeth walked up to the crystal throne and sat down beside Ibadon.

Ibadon’s aura bent around her, preventing any harm from coming to her.

President Musty was able to garner that Elizabeth must be the highest authority but Ibadon was the one who called the shots.

And from the looks of things, Elizabeth was very comfortable with this, she wasn’t even trying to hide it.

"Greetings, Regent Ibadon, Elizabeth has been contacting me and telling me all about you..." President Musty was saying, beginning with some small chatter.

"Be straightforward Musty, we both know what we want here," Elizabeth cut Musty off.

The governors and consorts looked at each other. So rude.

But none dared to speak about it.

President Musty only let out an easy chuckle before continuing what he was saying.

"We...no...I propose a plan to hurt the lions so badly that they would hardly be able to recover if they can even survive it." Musty said, watching Elizabeth’s expression as he knew that observing Ibadon was pointless.

Elizabeth frowned, "We also thought of a war strategy for fighting our ancient cousins.

How is yours going to fare against ours and how can we combine both for effective victory?" Elizabeth asked.

Ibadon remained silent behind her.

President Musty smoked and shook his head. Under the dim lighting of the throne hall, he looked very charming and attractive.

"Trust me, as a Primordial affiliated to the Law of Conquering, war strategy is not going to be enough to take down the Lions and their All-King.

I might not be a lion, but I’m still a Conqueror at heart.

That is why the strategy I thought of isn’t one of tactics or technicalities, but one of reality.

A strategy that had worked once in the past." Must said.

At this moment, Ibadon’s eyes flashed green for a moment before reverting to blue, then red. It had happened very fast so not many had even noticed the changes.

However, Elizabeth who was sitting next to Ibadon had felt a slight change.

"What strategy are you talking about?" Elizabeth asked.

President Musty wore a malicious smile as he put his hands behind his back and took a comfortable step slightly to the side.

"If you check the annals of your history with the lions and the previous wars you had, you would notice that there was a time when the Dragons had the lions by the balls, using their own inverted power against them."

President Musty elevated his sight slightly to look at Ibadon’s face.

"I am sure Regent Ibadon remembers this moment very well as the one who had provided this weakness of the lions was none other than Primordial Lioness Derylia..."

The red of Ibadon’s eyes instantly shifted to a bright unholy green.

"Hmm,"