Necropolis Immortal-Chapter 1881: Strategist
Chapter 1881: Strategist
“Are there supremes from the outside world in the World of Soul Dominion?” Lu Yun gasped, then immediately realized his question was extraneous. The nine clawed golden dragon that’d destroyed Dragon City was an existence beyond sequence, and he wasn’t a local of this world.
As for the connection between the Firmament Prison and World of Soul Dominion, likely even the king solder couldn’t articulate it clearly.
Ao Hong and Nightmare didn’t dare offer their thoughts. They could both sense how terrifyingly strong the king soldier was, but he spoke very politely to Lu Yun.
“What kind of treasure’s appeared here?” Lu Yun changed tack. “What is Chu Xingran looking for?”
He was beginning to sense that while this was the Firmament Prison, it was different from the one he’d visited before. There were some minute differences that he couldn’t identify.
The king soldier shook his head, at a loss.
“Hah! We meet again, my strategist!” A delighted voice rang in their surroundings. It was the young man in white who’d wanted Lu Yun to be his strategist before. White light streaked in front of them before he appeared, looking at Lu Yun with joy.
Lu Yun rubbed his nose; he hadn’t thought that he’d run into the guy again so quickly. He was pretty certain that the young man wasn’t a Firmament Prison local, but from the World of Soul Dominion!
He was a powerhouse from this world, a human instead of a beast.
“My name is Tailong,” the young man introduced.
“Tailong? Long as in dragon? You’re a dragon?” Lu Yun blinked.
“Your name is Lu Yun, Yun as in cloud. Does that make you a cloud?” Tailong scowled when he heard the response.
Lu Yun wordlessly rubbed his nose again.
“How about it, strategist?” Tailong looked into Lu Yun’s eyes.
“Sure,” Lu Yun nodded. ““But I don’t want to be kept here.”𝘧𝔯𝙚𝐞𝘄ℯ𝚋𝘯𝚘ν𝐞𝑙. c𝑜m
“That’s no matter.” Tailong’s expression eased and he chuckled, “But we are confined no matter where we are. The chief worlds? Land of Reincarnation? Heh.
“Since you’re my strategist now, you can command my army of ten billion.” He handed a medallion to Lu Yun, who realized with great shock what this army was.
The ten billion headless supremes!
Only supremes were adults in the eyes of the chief worlds, so the armies of the various factions were comprised of supremes. That went for the dragons, Morans, Yun Yi’s Cloudmist Realm, and Autumnus Realm. All of these titans commanded armies of supremes.
The medallion was pure black and the size of a palm. Ancient and simple patterns crawled over it, indecipherable to Lu Yun’s eyes. The only hint that he could glean from them was that they contained a terrifying authority.
“Do you need me to do anything or have any tasks for me?” After accepting the token, he could immediately sense that the ten billion supremes were available at his beck and call. However, there was no such thing as a free lunch. The young man had to expect some sort of quid pro quo.
“You’re weaker than an ant right now, so what can I expect from you?” Tailong shook his head. “The ten billion supremes are to be your bodyguard. Stay alive, don’t die, and you can help me once you exceed supreme and reach my level.
“There’s nothing impressive about ten billion supremes—both the dragons and Morans, as well as some obscure great factions, can deploy such a force. Hence, I won’t question anything you do with them.
“Of course, I also won’t tell you anything else about me other than my name,” Tailong paused. “Therefore, I give you one chance to change your mind. Give me back the medallion and continue as you were. We can forget about your promise from before, no hard feelings.”
During their first meeting, Lu Yun said that he would be Tailong’s strategist the next time they met.
“I, Lu Yun, am a man of my word,” Lu Yun grinned. “But I can return the medallion to you if you don’t want me to be your strategist.”
“Hahahaha!” Tailong threw his head back in laughter. “How would I not want you? The formula dao you created is the aggregation of wisdom across the chief worlds. Grasping it means to access the intelligence of all. Who else is more qualified to be my strategist than you?”
The symbol of wisdom!
Nightmare and Ao Hong’s eyelids twitched when they heard these words. They’d both been unknowingly tricked by the young man at some point in time and become his subordinates.
What Lu Yun displayed now had nothing to do with wisdom. At least, he’d had no choice but to walk into Yun Yi’s trap when face-to-face with it. That was why Tailong said there was nothing that Lu Yun could do for him in his current state.
The summation of wisdom was formula dao, not Lu Yun. Formula dao came from the Tome of Life and Death.
Lu Yun nodded; he just needed a big thigh to hug. Any talk of dignity or face was completely useless in the advent of death. If one wished to survive the harsh law of the jungle, one had to become a hunter, if not a beast.
He didn’t have the right to be either at the moment since he was too weak. Weaklings needed to hug a thigh and find a patron! Everything else could wait until he was stronger. It was time to accumulate great reserves of grain and forage for the campaigns ahead.
“That’s settled then. Since you are now my strategist, there is no one who dares harm you within my line of sight. Wouldn’t you say so, Nine Claw?” Tailong raised an eyebrow at a faint smear of gold in the sky.
Neither the king soldier, Nightmare, nor Ao Hong had noticed its presence.
The nine clawed golden dragon.
“I’m not interested in the kid, I just want the dragons and Morans.” He revealed his true form—a snarling golden dragon. Wariness flashed through his eyes when he considered Tailong beneath him.
“I don’t care about the dragons or Morans, but I’ll dismantle your temple and scatter you to the four winds if you dare harm my strategist,” Tailong leered at him.
“You trust this kid that much?” Nine Claw’s expression changed. He did indeed have designs on Lu Yun as well since the young man unwittingly bore the Master of Darkness. Obtaining that would grant the divine spirit power over the Moran Clan.
“Of course I trust the strategist that I selected, just as he trusts me. How would a two-faced hypocrite like you understand us?” Tailong’s leer deepened and he roared, “You’re starting to get on my last nerve, piss off!”
Nine Claw’s grimaced and he glared viciously at Lu Yun before leaving.
