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    ---- Chapter 3033 Cyril snorted coldly. "Fine, since you''ve already guessed it, I''ll just say it straight with you. The Ludendorff family has forged alliances with both the vampires and the werewolves. The Ounds is the gateway to Dark Sacred Mountain and The Blood Sanctum.


    The honor and downfall of the Ludendorff family are tied directly to the honor and downfall of those two Dark ns." He continued, "The werewolf progenitor and the vampire ancestors would never stand by and watch the Cathedral destroy the Ludendorff family." The Blood Sanctum was the vampire n''s stronghold, a ce that Andrew found utterly repulsive. After a pause, Andrew sneered. "The Ludendorff family is human, yet you''ve sunk so low as to bepdogs for the Dark ns?


    To get these two Dark ns to back you up as the King of the Wastnds, I bet your family has done plenty of bootlicking, even groveling on your knees, right?" Cyril said coldly, "That''s our family''s internal business and none of your concern!" Andrew looked at him, and his smile slowly turned cruel. "Do you know that I really hate vampires and werewolves?


    They enve the human race in the Ounds, they''re brutal and bloodthirsty, ---- they see themselves as superior beings when they''re actually vile, sinister, and murderous..." He continued, "Yet, the Ludendorff family is willing to be theirpdogs. Cyril, that really pisses me off, understand?" Cyril''s face darkened, and he chose to keep his mouth shut. Andrew waved his hand. "Go on back.


    When necessary, I''ll send troops to coordinate with Throne City from behind, but I won''t go easy on the werewolves or vampires." Cyril said, "I hope you keep your word." With that, he slunk away from Abyss City and headed back. Andrew sat alone in the hall, propping his chin up with his hand and chuckling coldly. The Ludendorff family was definitely going down because the Ounds needed a new power in charge. It was time for a change of leadership. His motives were not anything sacred. It was not about saving humanity, freeing the Wastnds, or bringing peace to its people. None of that!


    What Andrew wanted was simple: for the Ludendorff family to be history. He had no interest in branding himself a savior, ---- but the brutal rule of the Dark ns was something he could not tolerate. At the very least, he could honestly say that if he became the King of the Wastnds, he would not use force and tyranny to oppress others. More importantly, Andrew needed to advance on two fronts at once. He himself would climb step by step to the pinnacle of martial arts and sweep away all obstacles. At the same time, his forces also needed to grow rapidly.


    An invincible legion was exactly what Andrew needed because power was the ultimate truth Andrew was no longer the naive, hot-blooded rookie who had just joined the organization years ago. Grand ideals, absolute loyalty, and dedicating oneself to the nation had all be meaningless. They were nothing but lies. This world wasplicated, unpredictable, and cruel. Often, the deadliest de did note from the front It came from behind, where no one expected it Andrew loved his country and loved his home, but that did not mean he would hesitate to unleash bloodshed in Holtrien.


    The path to the top was bound to be littered with bones. Now, no chains could bind him anymore. ---- So, Andrew would follow his own will and be the one true ruler. Only then could he protect that small patch of purity in his heart and the people who lived within it. His lovers, his parents, his friends, and thepanions he truly valued. This was perhaps the ideal that every man in the world wanted to achieve. The road was long and difficult, but if he kept moving forward, he would get there eventually.