Chapter 1080: Dragon Cave Secret Cult, Boundless Wealth, Target [Noxus]! (Part 2)

Even a Burning Fire Demon Descendant at Golden Level went out with the army, and no one could figure out where they went.

After the news was repeatedly confirmed to be accurate, all the Esoteric Rebel Army forces within Head Hunting City began to stir, with a faint feeling of storm on the horizon.

Even though the defensive power had suddenly been cut by half, none of the Esoteric Rebel Army forces dared claim they could take down Noxus by themselves.

Besides, they also had to consider the situation of being besieged by everyone else after they succeeded.

So after discussion, the three major Esoteric Rebel Army leaders finally decided to unite several other large Esoteric Rebel Army forces and carve up this big fat piece of meat together.

And the Storm Secret Cult, which had been in the limelight during this period, also received their invitation.

Leng Feng had set his sights on the massive stockpile of resources Noxus had accumulated, and on the shock to the overall war situation that attacking this logistics transfer station would bring, so he decided to abandon his original plan of laying low.

Of course, that was only his preliminary idea; the final decision still had to be made by Fang Zhou, the commander of the Calamity Special Operations Team.

So, after brushing Svein off with a few perfunctory words and seeing his eager face out, Leng Feng hurried off to report this sudden development to Fang Zhou.

After careful thought, Fang Zhou still agreed with Leng Feng’s idea and decided to seize this rare opportunity.

……….

“Lord Ark, with just these few people, aren’t we a bit short-handed? For a gathering like this, you’ve got to bring at least a dozen, twenty people to look imposing.”

On the way to the Dragon Cave Secret Sect Rebel Army base that had called this gathering, Svein still couldn’t help speaking with a guilty conscience.

“Call me Fang Zhou, Leader!” Fang Zhou grabbed the Blood Spirit Bat Wolf, frowned, and reminded Svein again.

“From now until we return, the few of us are your subordinates. If you keep being this polite in front of others, they’ll start getting suspicious.”

“Ah, sorry, sorry, I forgot again. I definitely won’t get it wrong next time…” Svein apologized nervously in quick succession.

Leng Feng glanced at the absent-minded Svein and comforted him, “Relax, Leader. With the few of us here, nothing will happen to you. We’re here to negotiate, not to start a brawl, so what’s the point of bringing a crowd? Remember this: you’re the leader of the Storm Secret Cult with over 2,000 men under you. Make sure you don’t show weakness in front of them; leave everything else to us.”

Having his cowardice seen through, Svein just “hehe” laughed, but the mention of his 2,000-plus subordinates immediately gave him confidence.

He straightened his chest atop his Demonization warhorse and said spiritedly, “Good, let them see the might of our Storm!”

Trailing behind the group, Fang Zhou was completely wrapped in a hooded cloak, a faint soul glow blooming in his hand.

He was using Enchanting Heart Magic to enhance the mind of Svein, this Demon Descendant leader.

After all, Svein was the public leader of their little group at this gathering; he couldn’t afford to look too much like a coward, or it would arouse suspicion.

Fang Zhou wouldn’t interfere too much; as long as Enchanting Heart could give Svein one percent of his own aura, that would be enough to handle this carnival of demons.

……….

The Dragon Cave Secret Sect Rebel Army base was beneath a mountain range.

The entire base really was a dragon cave.

Several decades ago, a fully grown Glory Champion Level Black Dragon slipped through the world barrier, occupied this mountain range, and ran rampant here.

Of course, in the end, under the hunt of Abyssal Demons, that once-arrogant Black Dragon died a horrible death.

Its dragon cave was looted and destroyed, buried beneath the mountains and turned into an underground ruin.

In recent years, due to changes in terrain, an entrance leading inside was discovered again.

Afterwards, it was occupied by a band of Demon Bandits, and that was how the current Dragon Cave Secret Sect Rebel Army came to be.

On the fifth day after receiving the invitation, Fang Zhou’s party of several people arrived at this underground base.

True to its reputation as a long-established Esoteric Rebel Army, the scale of Dragon Cave’s base was far beyond that of Storm’s kind of upstart rabble.

Guards every five paces, sentries every ten paces, plus a web of passages as dense as a spider’s web.

After being besieged for so many years by Demon Descendant nobles from Head Hunting City and its surrounding regions, Dragon Cave truly had the foundation to remain unshaken.

After handing over the invitation, Fang Zhou and the others followed the Demon Bandit guide into the magnificent dragon cave.

After walking along the passage for nearly ten minutes, deep into some unknown place underground, the four finally arrived at a spacious stone-walled hall.

An oval long table stood in the middle of the hall, piled with several cows and sheep roasted to a crisp; a bunch of Secret Cult or Demon Bandit leaders were slumped in chairs around it, feasting without any regard for their image.

Upon hearing the Demon Bandit’s report, a domineering Dragon Horned Demon Descendant sitting in the main seat burst out laughing, stood up, and led the other leaders over.

“Hahaha, Leader Svein of the Storm Secret Cult, the man who’s been in the brightest spotlight these past few months. You’re so late—later we’ll have to fine you a few drinks…”

The burly Demon Descendant striding over, with a build to rival Guan Huchi’s, was the initiator of this gathering, Dragon Cave Secret Sect Rebel Army leader, Pantheon.

Pantheon was an Earth Demon Descendant with Golden Lower Rank strength.

Rumor had it that his dragon horns grew out after he explored the Dragon Cave ruins and devoured the dragon vein essence.

He had once used those very dragon horns to fight a Demon Descendant noble of the same Tier who’d come to suppress him, matching the noble blow for blow.

And compared to his strength, what was even more widely known was his mind.

Among the three Esoteric Rebel Army leaders, when it came to scheming and playing games, the other two were no match for Pantheon.

Having felt a bit stage-fright earlier, Svein now behaved fairly normally under the catalysis of Fang Zhou’s Enchanting Heart Skills.

He stepped forward with a broad smile and said, “You must be Leader Pantheon. Your great name has been ringing in my ears like thunder for a long time!”

Pantheon patted Svein a few times in a show of enthusiasm, while his eyes quietly swept over Leng Feng, Zhuo Yue, and Fang Zhou behind him.

His gaze paused briefly on the fully hooded Fang Zhou, as if pondering something.

After a few polite exchanges, Pantheon introduced the other Esoteric Rebel Army leaders to Svein one by one.

Svein also introduced Fang Zhou, who was temporarily serving as Storm Secret Cult’s deputy leader.

This time, the three major Esoteric Rebel Army factions had invited a total of five large Esoteric Rebel Army forces to jointly discuss a robbery plan against the Noxus logistics transfer station.

The other Esoteric Rebel Army forces had all arrived in the past two days; Storm Secret Cult was the farthest away, so it was the last to get here.

With Pantheon’s introductions, Svein and Leng Feng made the acquaintance of the Raven Secret Cult, Heart-Eroding Secret Cult, and another four Esoteric Rebel Army leaders.

Every one of these people was a notorious fiend within the Calamity Sun Demon Country.

The leaders of the Heart-Eroding Secret Cult and Raven Secret Cult had strength comparable to Dragon Cave’s leader Pantheon; all of them were powerful Golden Lower Rank Demon Descendants.

Each also had their own bizarre methods, their power not to be underestimated.

The other Esoteric Rebel Army leaders and deputy leaders, while not on par with those three, were all powerful Demon Descendants at Silver Upper Rank, even Silver Limit.

Compared to them, it was no wonder Svein had felt so uneasy earlier.

During the introductions, Dragon Cave’s leader Pantheon praised Storm highly, so the other Demon Bandit leaders said nothing about Storm’s late arrival.

Only one Esoteric Rebel Army leader in the middle, called “Blade,” seemed somewhat displeased with Leng Feng and the others.

After they’d made the rounds and put faces to names, Svein and Fang Zhou were led to their seats.

“What do you think?”

Taking advantage of the moment while Svein and Fang Zhou were being entertained and had no time to spare a Clone, the Heart-Eroding Secret Cult Rebel Army leader Yasuo, sitting at Pantheon’s left hand, tilted his head, asking with an unchanged expression.

“Nothing special about the others; only the one carrying the Giant Sword and the one in the hood are hard to read.” Pantheon said in a low voice.

“Want to test them?” Raven Secret Cult leader Tahm said eagerly.

“Don’t be so impulsive, Tahm! We just need to help confirm their identities. The more chaotic the situation in Head Hunting City, the better it is for us—don’t draw fire onto ourselves. And we don’t need to act; someone will naturally jump out.”

Looking toward the other end of the table, Pantheon smiled inscrutably.

Once Fang Zhou and Svein had settled in and filled their stomachs a bit, Pantheon, as host, clapped his hands twice, drawing everyone’s attention.

He spoke loudly, “All right, now that Leader Svein of the Storm Secret Cult is here, everyone we need has finally gathered. I already roughly explained our purpose for calling everyone together in the invitation. Now we can be sure: the troop movements of Noxus are not a trap.”