Volume 4: Biochemical Attack Chapter 955: Premonition of Chaos (Part 3)
What happened in the Black Dragon Society and the two major special operations camps, the Flying Tigers and the Hunting Foxes, was just a branch of the undercurrent that night.
Apart from them, the major provinces in the alliance seemed to be undercurrents because of the upcoming league finals.
The Northern Province is the territory of the Canglong Society, one of the member organizations of the Dragon God Alliance.
That night, in the headquarters base of the Canglong Society hidden in the snow, an old white man with white hair and beard, but as strong as a bear, was sitting in a secret meeting room. He listened to the reports of his two subordinates in front of him with an expressionless face, while his fingers tapped .
"A week later, it will be a great opportunity for our Canglong Society to rise!" After listening to his subordinates' reports, the majestic white old man, with a gleam in his deep-set eyes, said in a deep voice: "However, whether we can seize this opportunity depends on whether we can take advantage of the opportunity of the God of War Tournament Finals to firmly grasp the control of the Eastern Province and the First Legion in our own hands!"
"That is to say, the champion of this Ares Contest must fall into our northern province!"
Listening to the words of the majestic old man, the two men who looked like generals and were wearing military coats kept their heads down and remained silent, as if they had great respect for the majestic old man.
"But elder, the last God of War team came from the Blade Team of their Tianlong Association!" After the majestic old man finished speaking, the man in military uniform on the left side suddenly said, "I'm afraid that this time, the Tianlong Association of Zhongzhou Province will definitely let the last God of War team, that is, the Blade Team, participate in the finals in order to win the championship of the finals!"
"Blade Team?" The sturdy old man on the main seat couldn't help but frown.
To be honest, this was the first time this majestic old man had heard of the name of this team.
It might seem unbelievable that anyone would not know about the Blades, one of the few Ares-level teams in the league.
But in fact, you have to know that the identity of this majestic old man is extraordinary. In the entire alliance, there are definitely no more than five people who have more power than him!
From the perspective of people of his status, the so-called God of War Tournament, or the competitive event of the Alliance mercenary world, is actually just a game casually set up by people of their level to encourage mercenaries to actively participate!
As for eventually winning the championship of this game and getting the little reward they casually bestowed upon him, he wouldn't care at all!
And this time, if it weren't for the fact that the winner of the finals would determine the ownership of the Eastern Province and the First Legion, and would determine another major , he would not care about this God of War Championship.
"Yes, Elder!" The man in military uniform on the left nodded quickly and said, "As far as I know, the Blade team is extremely powerful. It may not be so easy to beat them in the finals, unless..." At the end of his words, the man suddenly hesitated .
"Oh? Unless what?" The sturdy old man raised his eyebrows and said with a flicker in his eyes.
At the same time, the man in military uniform on the right side below couldn't help but tremble slightly, as if he also remembered something.
“Unless... the elder is willing to send the White Wolf Team to participate in the God of War Contest this time!” The man in military uniform on the left hesitated for a moment, but finally said with gritted teeth.
"That's impossible!" However, before the majestic old man could answer, the man in military uniform on the right was unhappy, "You should know that the White Wolf Team is a secret team that is responsible for protecting the safety of the elders. It has never appeared in public. Even the people from the two ace special operations battalions may not know about the White Wolf Team!"
“And if we let them participate in the God of War Contest, it would be equivalent to exposing them directly to the public eye. How could they possibly protect the safety of the elders in secret?!” The man in military uniform on the right said to the man in military uniform on the left.
"Elder..." However, the man in military uniform on the left paid no attention and just looked at the majestic old man above.
Under the gaze of the two, the sturdy old man couldn't help but tap the armrest with his fingers, his deep eyes flickering.
"Let White Wolf participate in the God of War Contest!" After thinking for a long time, the sturdy old man suddenly slapped the armrest, stood up suddenly, and said expressionlessly.
"But..." The man in military uniform on the right wanted to persuade him again, but after hesitating for a while, he gave up the idea and sighed, "Well, since the elders have made a decision, I won't say more. But, even if you want Bai Lang to participate in the competition, you need an excuse, right? After all, before this, Bai Lang had never participated in the God of War Competition, and naturally had never won any place in the God of War Competition. Logically speaking, they are probably not qualified to participate in the competition..."
Hearing this, the man in military uniform on the left was stunned, then frowned slightly.
Just now he was only thinking that in the northern province, only the White Wolf Team was qualified to win the championship in the finals, but he overlooked the fact that the White Wolf Team was not qualified to participate in the competition.
"It's okay! You don't have to worry about that." But who would have thought that the majestic old man just waved his hand casually, as if he didn't take this serious problem seriously at all. "Isn't it just a place in the finals of the God of War Tournament? Give orders to the other teams in our province that are qualified to participate in the finals to voluntarily give up their qualifications and hand them over to Bailang and the others!"
"But elder..." However, the man in military uniform on the right was still a little worried, "Will the alliance government allow this kind of transfer of qualification?"
"Will they allow it? Humph! When we established the Alliance Government, we just wanted them to run errands for us. When did it become their turn to approve what I want to do?!" The sturdy old man smiled coldly, with a hint of disdain on his face, and said, "Just inform Bai Lang and the others without worry. I'll ask them to take a message to the Alliance Government later."
"Yes, Elder!" Hearing the majestic old man say this, the two men in military uniforms below knew what was good for them and stopped saying anything more. They responded in unison and then went down to do their work.
As for the sturdy old man, he sat back in the chair, closed his eyes, and tapped the armrests with his fingers again.
