Chapter 51: The Hunt for the Tempest

The senator, who had once suffered greatly under the Manjushage, snorted heavily and said coldly, “Impossible! Killing a mere viscount would not require the use of the Manjushage. Each activation of this gun comes at the cost of some of the user’s vitality. It took the Human Empire so long to find someone capable of using it; how could they waste it like this?”

Under the gaze of Gesitu, the marquis of the arachne clan sweated profusely, his voice trembling: “This… I don’t know. But the autopsy results show that it was indeed the Manjushage.”

Gesitu’s face turned cold, and he snorted again, causing the temperature in the hall to drop sharply.

As a member of the Eternal Night Council, he had been severely wounded by the Manjushage. This showcased the power of one of the Ten Great Guns. Such a powerful weapon with such a heavy cost should not be used to kill a mere viscount. It felt like an insult to Gesitu.

Before Gesitu could become angry, another senator interjected: “How Zaren died is not important. It seems he was killed by the Zhao family, far beyond the boundaries set by the master. Since he acted on his own, he deserved to die. The issue now is how we find the Primordial Wings.”

In the hall, the senators began to discuss, but remained stumped.

Someone asked, “Perhaps the Primordial Wings have already left that area. Can the master make another prophecy?”

The most imposing figure in the hall shook his head and said in a low voice, “The last prophecy took a great toll on the master. He needs at least three years to recover. Remember, this prophecy involves the great Blackwing Monarch, and the cost is naturally much greater.”

Prophecy is a mysterious and powerful ability, but it is not all-powerful and has many limitations. The stronger the person involved, the more difficult it is to make a prophecy, and the margin of error increases accordingly.

Even for someone as powerful as the Blackwing Monarch, even though he had been missing for a thousand years, any prophecy about him is equivalent to a battle against his power. Therefore, even though Master Weber is a senior senator of the Eternal Night Council, he was severely injured after making a prophecy, and the content of the prophecy was quite vague, only roughly delineating a vast area.

The hall fell silent again. Without the help of a prophecy, finding the Primordial Wings was like searching for a needle in a haystack. If not for the prophecy, no one would have thought that the Primordial Wings, which disappeared from the Eternal Night Continent, would appear on the Fiery Plains Continent.

In the silence, a senator slowly asked, “What exactly do the Primordial Wings look like?”

At this question, all the senators looked at each other in surprise. They had never considered this question before, as it seemed unnecessary.

The Primordial Wings carry the aura of the Blackwing Monarch. Although faint, this aura is dazzling to them. However, they now realized that, apart from the senators with vast strength, even the marquises could not distinguish Andua’s aura.

Originally, this problem was not prominent, as Master Weber had already pinpointed the current location of the Primordial Wings through prophecy. But now, without the possibility of a second prophecy, it became an unavoidable issue.

A werewolf senator then said coldly, “Based on the situation, the one who obtained the Primordial Wings must be a descendant of Andua, and their bloodline must be purer than Nighthawk’s. So, let’s follow this lead and first investigate every member of the Monroe clan…”

Two vampire senators immediately flew into a rage, roaring, “You are challenging the ancient Monroe clan!”

The werewolf senator showed no fear, sneering, “Is the honor of the Monroe clan more important than the entire council? If you don’t want to be investigated, that’s fine, but our reward will be paid in full, down to the last crystal coin!”

“You!” The two vampire senators turned green with anger.

This operation had mobilized the resources of the entire Eternal Night Council. The original agreement was that the vampires would get the Primordial Wings and compensate the other races accordingly.

But now, with the Primordial Wings still unknown, the compensation had to be paid. Even with the Monroe clan’s wealth, it was a heavy burden.

The leading council giant then said coldly, “Enough. The Primordial Wings are extremely important. We must obtain them, and we cannot let them fall into the hands of others, like ‘Shattered Years’ did!”

At these words, all the senators felt a chill in their hearts.

“Shattered Years” is also one of the Ten Great Guns, which, about 300 years ago, fell into the hands of a young vampire genius. This young vampire, of humble origins, rebelled against the Eternal Night faction after his lover was taken by a direct descendant of the ancient Mamon clan. “Shattered Years” followed him into the neutral faction.

For 300 years, this former vampire genius wandered like a ghost across various continents, killing high-ranking members of the Eternal Night faction. In total, two senators and three dukes had fallen to Shattered Years! This gun had become a thorn in the hearts of the Eternal Night Council senators.

Mentioning “Shattered Years” again, the senators naturally felt a chill. The Primordial Wings are Andua’s life’s work, even incomplete when he disappeared. If such an artifact grows, according to the Blackwing Monarch’s own evaluation, it would at least surpass half of the Ten Great Guns, and possibly rise to the top.

The council giant then slowly said, “Order to inspect all vampires entering and leaving the Fiery Plains Continent, especially young vampire geniuses. No matter who, they must be thoroughly investigated!”

This order was a great affront to the vampires, and the two vampire senators looked very displeased, but they could not refute it.

If the Primordial Wings were to fall into the wrong hands and be nurtured, the damage to the Eternal Night faction would be even greater than that caused by “Shattered Years.” If they fell into the hands of the Empire, it would be even more intolerable and could potentially disrupt the existing strategic balance.

Ultimately, the senators reached a consensus, and the new orders were quickly issued across the continent.

Suddenly, the dark regions of the Fiery Plains Continent stirred, with many young vampires, once hailed as geniuses in their families or regions, now becoming suspects, hunted in batches, and sent to specific places for isolation and investigation.

Young vampire geniuses often rely on their family’s power and their own talents, and many do not take orders from the Eternal Night Council seriously, or believe they can resist.

In the past, such behavior would have earned them respect, as the dark races admire strength, and their society is built on power. Moreover, this time, the enforcement team was composed almost entirely of arachnes and werewolves, with few vampires.

To most vampires, arachnes and werewolves are like half-beasts, though they must admit these two races are fierce. Thus, young vampire geniuses cannot tolerate bowing to such barbaric races.

However, this time, the young vampires made a grave mistake. The enforcement team from the Eternal Night Council carried out orders without hesitation, and any resistance or struggle was met with brutal suppression.

Within a day, several rebellious young vampires were killed by the enforcement team, and even more were injured or maimed.

These young vampires were mostly the future and core members of their families, and this incident sparked a massive uproar among the vampires of the Western Continent. Many noble vampires rushed to the enforcement team’s base, either personally or by sending a count or even a marquis to demand an explanation.

However, shortly after entering the base, the nobles emerged defeated. Soon, word spread among the families that the order to investigate all young vampire geniuses came directly from one of the seven giants of the Eternal Night Council and was co-signed by over ten other senators.

Such an order was extremely heavy, and only the head of the Eternal Night Council could overturn it.

Unbeknownst to him, Qianye found himself in the midst of a storm. He did not know that the attention of the great figures had been focused on young vampire geniuses, especially those from the main branches of the Monroe family, due to the council’s order.

In the reports of the dark races, tracking Qianye was the reason Zaren left the search area, and the assassin from Ghostclaw who died at Zaren’s hands was mistaken for Qianye.

In the vast void, a black and gold airship, exuding the opulence and luxury of the vampire style, was flying silently.

On the upper deck of the airship, a spacious and luxurious hall housed a group of vampires, sipping wine and chatting in small groups.

From the porthole, the outline of a continent in the void was visible. It was the Twilight Continent, the stronghold of the vampires, and the legendary birthplace of the race.

A flawless young girl stood by the porthole, gazing quietly at the distant land.

Another vampire girl approached, “Nighthawk, stop daydreaming here. Come tell us about your experience exploring Andua’s treasure, okay?”

The girl by the porthole was Nighthawk. Hearing the invitation, she smiled faintly, a bit tired, and said, “No, I’m very tired. I want to be alone.”

The vampire girl nodded and returned to the group, rejoining the conversation.

The recent major events were the opening of the Black King’s treasure and the loss of the Primordial Wings. The power of a monarch, an artifact comparable to the Ten Great Guns, was a focal point that thrilled the young vampires, and the topic naturally turned to this.

“I heard that Dusk tried to open the door and failed, suffering a severe injury and nearly falling from the rank of general!”

“Yes, how can she compare to Lady Nighthawk, a true original strain? That’s not something talent can describe.”

“But didn’t the Primordial Wings fly away? Is there anyone in the world whose bloodline is closer to the great Andua Monarch than Lady Nighthawk’s?”

These young vampires, all of noble birth, with powerful bloodlines and among the best of their age, possessed many privileges and had access to information not known to the outside world, including the details of the opening of Andua’s treasure.

When mentioning Nighthawk, they unconsciously lowered their voices.