I Am Unstoppable
Chapter 410

Chapter 410

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

He owned a business in Leyrudon and had plenty of influential people under him, so he wasconsidered a big shot. Even so, he had always been required to contribute a vast amount of his wealthto 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 anddidn'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 startedmaking plans to take over.

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

The only way to prevent that was to have a king, who could vanquish all of the princes, step forwardand 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 andarrogance.

At this moment, one of Ocantine's trusted aides, a fellow vampire named Neya, came in. Neya walkedup 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 speakfreely. 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!”

Neya summoned up his courage to speak. “I-It's about Prince Anakin's father, Mr. Titus Langston...He...”

“What about my father?” The look in Anakin's eyes grew solemn when he saw Neya stammering.

“The new King has slain Mr. Titus in front of everyone.”

Anakin trembled all over intensely at once. “What did you just say?”

“Is this true?” Ocantine was just as astounded.

“Absolutely. I wouldn't dare lie about something like this, Your Highness!” answered Neya.

Anakin blew his top. “Jonathan Lawson, you b*stard! How dare you kill my father? So help me, God, I'llrip you to shreds!”

He then slammed his fist on the coffee table, shattering it instantly as he leaped to his feet.

Ocantine, on the other hand, did not react as explosively, so nobody could tell what he was thinking.

Anakin turned toward Ocantine. “Ocantine, I don't expect you guys to help me out. All I ask is that youall remain neutral when I start the war. Can you do that for me?”

The latter let out a faint sigh. “I can't believe that young punk would be so merciless before thecoronation! Can you imagine how rough our lives are going to be if he actually rules over us? Restassured that I will lend you a hand once I've taken care of things on my end.”

“Very well. See you, then!”

Ocantine then walked Anakin out of the castle, where a black Hummer was waiting.

“Take me to the airport! Also, have the men in Eastsummer gather at the usual spot. I'm going toslaughter everyone in the Dietrich castle tonight!” Anakin ordered the driver after getting into thevehicle.

Ocantine waited until Anakin had left before telling Neya, “Call Prince Solorel right away and tell himthat Anakin will be making his move tonight.”

Neya was perplexed. “I thought you've always disliked Prince Solorel, Your Highness.”

“Yes, it's true that I wasn't pleased with Prince Solorel before. However, we've also been safe andsound all these years. You saw Anakin earlier, didn't you? He made a trip to the Lost Ruins. While hewasn't able to condense any divine mana, he did replace a celestial weapon. That celestial weapon aloneis enough for him to overpower all of us princes. Anakin's insolence and hubris know no bounds. Idoubt any of us princes will survive if he rises to power. As such, I'd rather have Prince Solorel keepthings stable and under control,” Ocantine explained with a somber glint in his eyes.

“In that case, why didn't you take action and defend the King instead?”

“It would be unwise to act without knowing who's siding with whom. Either way, this phone call willshow Prince Solorel that we mean well. You know what? Never mind. I'll make the call myself.”

With that, Ocantine pulled out his phone and gave Solorel a call.

The call got through fairly quickly.

“Hey, Solorel!” Ocantine greeted Solorel warmly.

A faint smile formed on the latter's face when he heard that. “Oh, Ocantine! It has been a long timesince we last spoke!”

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

Solorel tensed up. “Sure. Go ahead!”

“Anakin has already returned from the Lost Ruins three months ago,” Ocantine stated solemnly.

Solorel gasped in shock. “What? He has been back for three months? Our revered ancestor was stillaround at the time! Why did he keep his return a secret?”

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

The look on Solorel's face grew cold. “I can't believe he plotted this long ago. Did he already know that

our revered ancestor would depart?”

“Maybe he learned something about our revered ancestor while he was in the Lost Ruins. That'sprobably why he was so certain.”

“Then, what is his current cultivation stage?”

“He is still at the peak of Level Nine Immortal Stage, but he has never been able to condense divinemana. Regardless, his physical body is ridiculously robust. I heard he has even obtained an incrediblymighty celestial weapon from the Lost Ruins! Therefore, even someone as powerful as you should notunderestimate him!” Ocantine revealed.

“Don't worry; I won't let my guard down. Thanks for the warning, Ocantine!” Solorel said solemnly.

“Most importantly, Anakin just found out about his father being slain by His Majesty. He was livid whenhe left, so it's possible that he may take you down tonight. This is the reason I called you, Solorel.Please keep your eyes peeled and watch out for those around you in particular.”

“All right, I got it.”

Thereafter, Solorel hung up the call, his expression as cold as ice.

He already knew that he had a traitor among his subordinates now, for there was no reason he'd beclueless about Anakin's return for three whole months, especially when Anakin had been rather activewithin Eastsummer.

Walrion is the most suspicious one, but I don't have any proof to confirm that.

Anguish crossed Solorel's face. As he had always treated Walrion like his own son, it would hurt himthe most if Walrion turned out to be working for the enemy.

Even if Walrion wasn't the traitor, it would still hurt Solorel deeply to replace out that any of the eightmarquises had betrayed him.

No, I can't keep wallowing in despair. I need to replace out who the traitor is and come up with a plan tocounter Anakin's attack!

With that in mind, he had Aurora summon all eight marquises and Walrion. He instructed them to headover to Jonathan's palace before ordering all the dukes and viscounts to leave the Dietrich family'scastle at once.

Solorel knew that most of the dukes and viscounts were either on Anakin's side or on the fence aboutit.

They would most likely switch sides and turn against Solorel if they saw that he was unable to defendhimself.

As dukes and viscounts held managerial positions within the vampire race, the losing side was boundto be eliminated regardless of who emerged victorious tonight.

By having them leave, Solorel could ensure their safety by keeping them out of the battle and preventthem from taking sides.

He firmly believed that those who were wise would stay far away from the internal strife until things

settled down.

After all, everything would have cleared up by then. No wonder Titus was so confident and refused tosubmit to His Majesty!

The astute dukes and viscounts instantly understood the severity of the situation when they receivedthe order, so they all left without any hesitation.

They had felt conflicted upon learning about Anakin's plan to attack, so they were relieved now thatthey were allowed to leave.

In the palace, Jonathan could feel the tension rising when Solorel summoned everyone into the mainhall.

Mabel, Beatrix, Aurora, and Yeverie were all present as well.

As for Walrion, he was standing right next to Solorel.

“What happened, Prince Solorel? There seems to be a huge commotion outside,” Jonathan asked.

“I'm afraid I have some bad news for you, Your Majesty. Anakin has already returned about threemonths ago, and he just found out that we killed Titus,” Solorel responded gravely.