Death… And Me-Chapter 1803: The Only Chance to Send a Message

Roan looked at Lanteo in surprise. He knew Lanteo was one of those who hated him the most.

Lanteo could tell what Roan was thinking. "What? I still want to kill you. However, I at least admit that you're our best chance at winning this war. Since I'm already under the Oath, I might as well do everything in my power to win this shit."

Luina and Leticia obviously agreed with Lanteo. Leticia basically trusted the abilities of Luina's race, while Luina knew what the twins were capable of. Then again, neither Rean nor Roan had told them yet why they weren't afraid of the rest of the Jamai Sect disciples allying against them. "So, Rean, Roan, don't you think it is already time to tell us the truth?"

Rean didn't seem to care. "Roan is the one who takes the final decisions in battle plans. I only take care of finances as he will never intervene in how I do it. If he allows it, I don't mind talking a bit."

Roan then took his communication badge out and checked a few pieces of information inside. With that, he nodded at Rean. "It should be around the right time."

Rean was happy to hear that. "Oh! Already? That's great!" After that, Rean looked back at everyone before explaining, "Don't worry. There will be absolutely no need for us to fight any of the remaining disciples. They will all surrender to us in the next few days."

"What?!" Everyone was taken aback to hear that. "Are you guys daydreaming?! Why would any of them do that? If we were not forced into the Sect Oath, we would never do that!"

Rean smiled as he extended his hand, touching one of the floating spheres used to monitor the entire continent. "We don't want to waste more members of our Walfure Region army. It should be around time for you guys to make your decision, no? We can take the rest of the regions. However, from now on, we won't be able to control the casualties too much. That means we will start the war against the other regions with a huge disadvantage. So, how will it be?"

Everyone was confused, thinking that Rean was going crazy.

Meanwhile, outside the Free Continent, the elders of the Jamai Sect all bitterly smiled. Not only that, the Jamai Sect Master, Ross Bravit, laughed out loud in response. "Hahaha! No wonder Luina's mother insisted so much that we should allow her daughter to participate in this competition even though Luina is only in the Initial Stage. She truly found a very interesting pair. Look, it feels like that white-haired boy is staring at our faces in contempt."

"Sect Master, that's not something to laugh about. We already got into a lot of trouble because of the many unusual formations those twins presented during this competition," said one of the elders.

Another one agreed. "Indeed. If not because the Rambram Sect investigated it on its own during the last few months, we would be hard-pressed to reveal their formations' secrets even though we didn't know about them." 

"Besides, don't you think they're being too disrespectful for some Transition Realm cultivators of a small continent?" Another one added.

Roos didn't mind it, though. "What are you talking about? What is more important? Your pride or a continent at the center of the Realm of Gods? We have seen every single step those twins took during the one-year and two months of competition so far. I truly don't doubt they can conquer the rest of the Walfure Region. However, if we allow that, our chances of winning the Free Continent will drastically fall. After all, two more continents have already found out about how to make copies of the anti-cultivation suppression badges."

"We have to capitalize on the fact that we started making copies ahead of everyone else. Let's be honest, none of us thought we really had a shot at this competition, but I can finally see some hope with those two. As to whether they came from a small continent or not, I couldn't care less."

The ones against the idea, in the end, saw themselves forced to stay quiet, and Ross knew why. "I know that quite a few of you wish to see your disciples take command and appeal in front of the other elders. That's especially so for the masters of the disciples Luina's twins have under their control. You, more than anyone else, couldn't be angrier with that outcome. I wouldn't mind if we were still in the same position where winning was just a dream. However, that's not the case anymore."

Everyone nodded. "Yes, Sect Master!"

Ross then looked at one of the elders on his side. "Rivan, go ahead and pass my orders."

Rivan immediately took one hundred pieces of Golden Thoughts Transmission Talismans. Those were the type that could send thoughts through the continental barriers.

However, it was then that one of the Rambram Sect members approached the Jamai Sect Master. "Are you sure about this? We warned all the leaders of the continents participating in this competition. You will only have one chance to communicate with the members of your sect. Once that's used, you won't be able to say anything else anymore. Also, don't forget that you can't say anything about the other continents' actions. All the information passed to your participants must be related to them and them only. I will need to check the content of the message as well. You have until ten years before the start of the regional wars to send this message, so you can still wait another eight years and ten months."

Ross nodded without thinking twice. "There's no problem. For our Jamai Sect, this is the best moment to send out the messages."

The Rambram Sect member nodded in response. "Then I shall take it as you using your only chance to communicate with your disciples."

A few minutes later, Thoughts Transmission Talismans inside the spatial rings of every single disciple of the Jamai Sect activated.