Chapter 410 The Approaching Storm

Ocantine was a Level Eight Immortal Stage prince with a mystic weapon, making him a terrifying force to be reckoned with.

He owned a business in Leyrudon and had plenty of influential people under him, so he was considered a big shot. Even so, he had always been required to contribute a vast amount of his wealth to the vampire headquarters.

That was a rule that had been in practice since forever.

With Solorel and Leahra in charge of the vampire headquarters, all of the princes obeyed that rule and didn't dare think otherwise.

After all, Leahra's existence alone was enough to scare everyone into absolute subordination.

With Leahra gone and the appointment of a new king now, however, the vampire princes started making plans to take over.

None of them wished to be subjugated for eternity. Having had their way out there for ages, all the princes wanted to become kings themselves.

The only way to prevent that was to have a king, who could vanquish all of the princes, step forward and assert his dominance.

Evidently, Jonathan was not up to the task.

The handsome man sitting next to Ocantine casually took a sip of his coffee.

He appeared to be in his mid-twenties and looked like a noble young prince in his white dress shirt.

Yet, Ocantine seemed to be somewhat cautious and on edge when being around the man.

Despite having a gentle, restrained look in his eyes, the young man exuded a strong sense of pride and arrogance.

At this moment, one of Ocantine's trusted aides, a fellow vampire named Neya, came in. Neya walked up to Ocantine and whispered into his ear, “There's trouble at the headquarters, Your Highness.”

Ocantine froze for a few seconds before saying, “Prince Anakin is no outsider, so go ahead and speak freely. What happened at the headquarters?”

Neya shot the man a conflicted look upon hearing that.

Wait a minute... Prince Anakin? As in, Anakin Langston?

Indeed, this young man was Titus' son, Anakin.

He had an insouciant look in his eyes and didn't seem bothered in the slightest.

Displeased with Neya's cowardly behavior, Ocantine rebuked, “Well? Go on!”

summoned up his courage to speak. “I-It's about Prince Anakin's

in Anakin's eyes grew solemn when

new King has slain Mr. Titus in

intensely at once. “What did you

this true?” Ocantine was just

about something like this, Your Highness!”

b*stard! How dare you kill my father? So help me, God, I'll

fist on the coffee table, shattering

hand, did not react as explosively, so nobody could

out. All I ask is that you all remain neutral when I start the war.

“I can't believe that young punk would be so merciless before the coronation! Can you imagine how rough our lives are going to be if he actually rules over us? Rest assured that I will lend you

See

then walked Anakin out of the castle, where a black

going to slaughter everyone in the Dietrich castle tonight!” Anakin ordered the driver

before telling Neya, “Call Prince Solorel right away

perplexed. “I thought you've always disliked Prince Solorel,

he wasn't able to condense any divine mana, he did find a celestial weapon. That celestial weapon alone is enough for him to overpower all of us princes. Anakin's insolence and hubris know no

case, why didn't you take action and

with whom. Either way, this phone call will show Prince Solorel that we mean well. You know what?

out his phone and gave Solorel

got through fairly

Solorel!” Ocantine greeted

heard that. “Oh, Ocantine! It has been a long time since we last

called you today to inform you of something crucial, Solorel. As such, I won't beat around the

tensed up. “Sure.

has already returned from the Lost Ruins three months

back for three months? Our revered ancestor was still around at the time! Why did he keep his return a

is a greedy man, Solorel. I'm sure you can guess his reasons for doing so. I recently found out that he has been privately contacting a few princes over the past three months. Also, he and Titus have been getting awfully close with the dukes and viscounts. I'm not sure if he has bought over any of your trusted aides, though,” Ocantine replied with a wry

Solorel's face grew cold. “I can't believe he plotted this long ago. Did he

our revered ancestor while he was

is his

but he has never been able to condense divine mana. Regardless, his physical body is ridiculously robust. I heard he has even obtained an incredibly

my guard down. Thanks for the warning,

about his father being slain by His Majesty. He was livid when he left, so it's possible that he may take you down tonight. This is the reason I called

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