CHAPTER 827: THREE CONTINENTS

As time passed, the generals and high-ranking leaders of the Xaos Kingdom gradually made their way into the command center. Vlad greeted each arriving individual with a polite, reassuring smile, his eyes calm yet attentive. However, his gaze quickly sharpened when he noticed an unfamiliar presence among those assembling.

The newcomer was a young man whose appearance immediately drew attention. Half of his body bore the scars of severe burns, yet rather than conveying vulnerability, these scars served as a testament to his resilience. His eyes were especially striking, radiating a steely resolve and unwavering determination that even the formidable True Depravita of Wrath found remarkable. This newcomer was none other than the renowned leader of the Rebellion—Cezar.

Vlad stepped forward, acknowledging the rebel leader with respect. He clasped his hands and nodded deeply toward Cezar, who reciprocated the gesture with solemn dignity before retreating to his corner and maintaining a vigilant silence.

The generals and senior officers occasionally glanced curiously at the rebel leader. Despite their quiet admiration of his fortitude, none chose to openly engage him. They all knew that although Cezar was currently their ally, he was far from being their friend. From the very beginning, Cezar had openly declared his view of them as invaders, a stance rooted firmly in the undeniable truth. They could not fault him for his principles or determination; indeed, they respected it.

Eventually, almost every participant arrived, yet one notable absence drew Vlad’s attention. He frowned slightly, scanning the gathered faces, realizing quickly who was missing—the Depravita of Lust.

"Where is Freya?" Vlad asked firmly, directing his question toward the assembled Bloodline Warriors, knowing she had recently been assigned to protect them from the shadows.

One of the warriors stepped forward, respectfully replying, "Lady Freya has returned to her chambers, my Lord. It appears her evolution is imminent."

Upon hearing this, wide smiles of anticipation appeared throughout the command center. Freya was already a powerhouse, revered for her incredible strength and mastery of her totems. Should she successfully ascend to the status of True Depravita, her capabilities would soar dramatically, rivaling even Overlord himself, second only to Vlad. More significantly, she would gain an immortal body, drastically enhancing her value on the frontlines.

Vlad genuinely rejoiced inwardly at Freya’s advancement, yet he swiftly reminded himself that this was not the time for distractions. He refocused his energy, and the aura of his presence intensified, commanding the full attention of everyone in the room.

"Today we have struck a severe blow against the enemy," Vlad declared with confidence and conviction. "Not only have we successfully dismantled thousands of elite enemy troops stationed at prisons across the globe and freed tens of thousands of captives, but we have also completely neutralized the Blood Combustion Compound, the very weapon that halted our advance."

Thrills of victory lit the eyes of every general and strategist present. They could all sense clearly the strategic advantage they had secured. The path forward was clearer than ever.

"On that note," Vlad continued, his voice turning solemn yet appreciative, "we must extend our gratitude to our new ally—Cezar of the Rebellion. Without his intelligence network, bravery, and cooperation, achieving this monumental success in such a short period would have been impossible."

Vlad turned toward Cezar once more, offering a respectful nod. Everyone in the command center followed suit. Cezar glanced calmly around the room, silently acknowledging their gestures of appreciation.

"Now," Vlad continued assertively, sensing the momentum building in the hearts of his commanders, "the enemy is weakened. We cannot afford to wait for them to regroup and devise new strategies. With our current strength, we can launch simultaneous offensives—not against just one or two continents—but three at once."

The generals’ eyes immediately sharpened with a blend of excitement and concern. Seizing even a single new continent would represent a significant victory, but taking three simultaneously was audacious, bordering on reckless. Splitting their forces and elite warriors would leave them vulnerable to unknown threats, greatly amplifying potential risks.

Vlad saw the worry etched clearly upon their faces and quickly addressed their fears before any objections could arise. "I fully recognize that the plan carries inherent dangers, but we will mitigate these risks significantly by utilizing the intelligence networks and detailed information provided by the Rebellion."

Here, Vlad paused deliberately, casting a meaningful glance toward Cezar. The intent behind his words was clear: they needed the rebel leader’s direct confirmation.

Cezar met Vlad’s gaze without wavering. Earlier, he had declared unequivocally that he would never allow the rebellion to be reduced to a mere tool in their war. Yet, the Xaos Kingdom had done far more than pay the price for the Blood Combustion Compound data—they had saved tens of thousands of his comrades, an act he would never dismiss lightly.

After a brief yet intense moment of contemplation, Cezar finally nodded solemnly. "We will provide comprehensive intelligence concerning enemy troop movements, hidden fortresses, secret locations, and strategic weaknesses across your targeted continents."

Vlad’s smile widened instantly upon hearing Cezar’s decisive response. He turned confidently toward the generals, noticing their anxieties swiftly evaporating. Removing the threat of uncertainty was the surest way to boost their morale and confidence in this daring operation.

"Excellent," Vlad concluded decisively. Satisfied that the main objectives and strategies were set, he turned to address the kingdom’s master strategist directly. "Overlord."

The A.I. Chip Clone, the peerless military tactician, wasted no time. Without hesitation, a large virtual display materialized before everyone’s eyes, illuminating the room. It depicted a detailed holographic map, highlighting clearly three continents to the east of the Asaris Continent—their immediate targets.

"The first ones to march will be the Scout Drones. They will analyze the terrain and using the information granted by our allies in the rebellion, we will be able to grant a detailed analysis of the enemy in real time to our troops." Overlord’s eyes were sharp as the plan for the invasion was already well developed inside his mind.