The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order

Chapter 614: Scarlet Inquisition and the Fenrir Clan (I)

Xina Fenrir was in her cultivation abode, floating in the air amidst a spatial storm that could shred Divine Ascension Masters to pieces. Yet, this phenomenon did nothing to the woman as she blended with those spatial forces effortlessly.

Like all other important figures in the Deus Behemoth Empire, the Patriarch of the Fenrir Clan understood the ramifications of crippling the Umbra Clan. The military power of the empire had diminished, which was why she worked so hard to improve her own in order to answer the call of battle when needed.

Suddenly, Xinaʼs eyes opened, and she focused on the door of her cultivation abode. Taking a step forward, she immediately appeared in front of the door, waved her hand, and opened it.

On the other side stood a young woman with the physical characteristics of the Fenrir Clan, but instead of carrying a sword, she held a pair of glasses and a book in her hand. Her name was Priscila, and she was the personal assistant to the Patriarch of the Fenrir Clan.

”I have told you not to bother me unless it was absolutely necessary, so I assume this is an emergency.”

Priscila immediately nodded, feeling the sharp gaze of Xina, and took a deep breath before speaking.

”Three Scarlet Inquisitors have arrived, and they request your presence, my Lady.”

Xinaʼs eyes immediately narrowed, and a solemn expression appeared on her face. Although immersed in her cultivation, she kept an eye on important news and was aware of how the Scarlet Inquisition just uprooted Ocean Wrath in a single day.

The Patriarch of the Fenrir Clan thought the same as everyone else when she heard about the formation of the Scarlet Inquisition Force—that they would not be able to generate a truly lasting change in the underworld and, at most, scratch the surface. Yet, it was clear she underestimated the young man who currently led over half of the Imperial Army.

Xina, a True Titan and the Patriarch of one of the Ten Great Bloodlines knew that the power and fame of the Scarlet Inquisition Force would allow it to go against her entire clan. Besides, the Scarlet King had already caused the downfall of one of the Ten Great Bloodlines.

”Did they give a reason for this meeting?”

”No, my Lady. They just requested your company and also demanded the presence of all the members of the younger generation that entered the Astral Bloodline Realm.”

Xinaʼs frown only grew deeper as she heard Priscilaʼs words. The fact they demanded the presence of the members of the Fenrir Clan of the younger generation made it clear it was not something simple.

”There is no point in delaying things. Tell them we will meet in the throne room. Bring the youths, and also have Kamora and Garon be present.”

Priscilaʼs eyes widened as she heard those last two names. Kamora and Garon were the other two Divine Ascension Masters of the Fenrir Clan.

The Patriarch wanted to display strength as she faced the Scarlet Inquisitors. A sense of dread assaulted the young woman as she thought of the ramifications of a battle between the Fenrir Clan and the Scarlet Inquisition Force.

”Yes, my Lady.”

Regardless of her worries, Priscila understood her job and without delay, she carried on.

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The throne room of the Fenrir Clan was truly majestic. It had white walls made of a unique material, and exquisite swords were hanging on them, all unleashing a powerful killing intent, making it clear they were not merely adornments but weapons that had seen a lot of bloodshed.

There were three thrones, with the one in the center being occupied by Xina. On the right sat a man with a massive physique, dark hair, and milky white runes covering his arms, chest, and face. On the left was a woman with a petite figure, wearing a blue robe, seeming to blend with space.

The duo flanking the Patriarch of the Fenrir Clan were Garon and Kamora, two Middle Divine Ascension Masters.

Next to the thrones stood nine youths, all young with powerful bloodlines. These were the people who entered the Astral Bloodline Realm. One was missing, as not all members of the younger generation of the Fenrir Clan returned alive.

Leading the group was Rodrick. He glanced at the rest of the group, his eyes sharp as he focused on the man at the end who was nearly trembling.

ʼIdiot,ʼ Rodrick thought but immediately turned to the entrance as three imposing figures walked forward. Despite his background and talent, the genius of the Fenrir Clan could not help but feel awe and admiration for the trio, monsters capable of rising from nothing to the highest stage of Aether.

Inquisitors Amalia, Kanon, and Ekatory wore their scarlet armors, their expressions serene yet resolute as they walked into the throne room of one of the Ten Great Bloodlines led by a True Titan.

Amalia led Kanon and Ekatory until they were less than ten meters away from the thrones. The trio then clasped their hands and nodded toward Xina.

”Scarlet Inquisitor Amalia salutes the Patriarch of the Fenrir Clan.”

”Scarlet Inquisitor Kanon salutes the Patriarch of the Fenrir Clan.”

”Scarlet Inquisitor Ekatory salutes the Patriarch of the Fenrir Clan.”

The fact that the Scarlet Inquisitors, Great Generals of the Imperial Army and Titans, clasped their hands toward Xina was a significant display of respect. They did not bother with the other two, especially since the duo was sitting on their thrones and did not stand up in their presence.

”I am happy to see the heroes of the Deus Behemoth Empire, the Scarlet Inquisitors, in my home. Had I known you would be coming, I would have organized a banquet.”

Xina smiled as she uttered those words. While they seemed amicable, they were actually testing the waters and trying to figure out what was happening. Luckily, the Scarlet Inquisitors did not beat around the bush and were very direct.

”This is not a social meeting. We are on a mission in the name of the Scarlet King.”