A Demon's Journey

Chapter 634 Sargan’s Plan

Chapter 634 Sargan's Plan

Sargan Bach, a cunning devil hailing from the Purgatory Realm, possessed the notorious Evil Abyss Eyes.

As one of Azaroth's retainers, Sargan was no stranger to deceit and manipulation.

In the intricate dance of power among the devil clans, he had successfully conquered the Olmer Clan, their sworn rivals.

His method was both cunning and seductive, as he manipulated Rhea Olmer, a stunning heiress, to become the leader of her clan by eliminating any potential opposition. Rhea was not just a pawn; she was utterly infatuated with Sargan, granting him control over her and her clan.

Today, Sargan found himself contacted by a comrade, William. The nature of the request intrigued him - fooling Shun Gordon, the Silver Ice Emperor.

As he listened to William's predicament, Sargan delved into deep contemplation, pondering a plan that could outsmart one of the most formidable figures in the Emperor Realm.

After careful consideration, Sargan crafted a cunning strategy. He shared the details of his plan with William.

According to Sargan, the key was to manipulate the situation by involving Yrellea, a renowned figure with vast influence.

William needed to ask Yrellea to plant misleading information about a devil faction in the region.

By shifting the blame onto this devil faction, they could make them appear as the masterminds behind the chaos.

This would lead Shun Gordon to pursue the devils, uncovering traces that would implicate the Olmer Clan of the Demons.

Sargan explained the steps, "You see, we create a false trail leading to the devils. Make them seem like the orchestrators of the entire plot. Shun Gordon, being the meticulous investigator he is, won't be able to resist the temptation of hunting down these devils. But here's the twist - the devil faction we implicate should have connections to the Olmer Clan. Once Shun starts following this trail, he'll inevitably come across traces of the Olmer Clan's involvement. It will divert his attention and create enough chaos to keep us off his radar."

William, intrigued by the plan, nodded in agreement. "That's devious, Sargan. But it just might work. We need to get Yrellea on board and ensure the information is convincing enough to lead Shun astray."

Sargan grinned, his Evil Abyss Eyes gleaming with mischief. "Leave that part to me. I'll have Rhea arrange a secret meeting between Yrellea and our devil contact. The devil faction will unknowingly play their part in this grand scheme."

As the plan took shape, William felt a sense of relief.

While Sargan worked his devilish machinations behind the scenes, William made the necessary arrangements with Yrellea.

The formidable woman, known for her intelligence and vast network, agreed to participate in this elaborate ruse.

Yrellea understood the gravity of the situation and the importance of diverting the Silver Ice Emperor's attention.

Days passed, and the intricate plan unfolded seamlessly.

Yrellea orchestrated a clandestine meeting with the devil faction, planting misleading information that would set the stage for Shun Gordon's pursuit.

Meanwhile, Sargan ensured that Rhea played her part in manipulating the devil faction, keeping them unwittingly entangled in the web of deception.

As Shun Gordon followed the fabricated trail, he was not oblivious to the fact that he was being led astray. His analytical mind, honed by years of experience, allowed him to see through the illusion. Yet, during this chase, Shun Gordon found himself engaged in a dual investigation.

What he uncovered left him genuinely shocked and troubled. The shadowy organizations attempting to deceive him were concealed too deeply, eluding even his formidable deductive skills. It became clear to Shun that these organizations wielded immense power, possibly with the backing of entire nations.

The realization weighed heavily on Shun Gordon's mind.

The entities manipulating events from the shadows were formidable, their influence reaching far beyond what he had anticipated.

The mystery surrounding them only deepened, leaving Shun Gordon with a profound sense of unease about the true extent of their power.

As the intricate plan unfolded on one front, another chapter was evolving in the Zhongxing Kingdom.

Long Chen, in his pursuit of influencing Zhan Xinyi to leave the Order of the Eternal Rhythm, had a covert meeting with her.

William's spies, shadowy figures adept at observing without being noticed, documented the encounter.

During this covert rendezvous, Long Chen poured out his efforts to convince Zhan Xinyi to sever ties with the Order.

However, to Long Chen's dismay, Zhan Xinyi remained resolute in her commitment to the Order of the Eternal Rhythm.

This revelation made the situation clear for William.

The persistence with which Long Chen tried to sway Zhan Xinyi hinted at a connection beyond casual acquaintance. It signified a deeper bond, a realization that prompted William to take a more direct approach.

Alone, William made his way to The Sanctum of Melody, the dwelling place of Zhan Xinyi within the Order.

The room, while simple, carried an air of sanctity befitting the religious order. Its walls adorned with symbols and murals, reflecting the ethos of The Order of the Eternal Rhythm.

Zhan Xinyi's personal chamber, though modest, held an aesthetic charm.

The white-coloured nightshirt she wore did little to conceal her alluring silhouette, emphasizing the curves that could easily captivate a man. Her black hair cascaded over her shoulders, adding an enigmatic allure to her serene appearance.

With her eyes closed, she lay in peaceful slumber, oblivious to the approaching presence.

A sly smile graced William's face as he entered the room, his gaze lingering on Zhan Xinyi's form. The simplicity of the room, combined with the sensual aura emanating from her sleeping figure, set the stage for the subtle tension that hung in the air.

Moving closer with predatory grace, William savoured the anticipation that lingered in the room. His lips curled into a sly grin, and a depraved glint sparkled in his eyes.

As he approached the bed, the dim light casting a soft glow on the scene, William's intent became palpable. He licked his lips, his gaze fixated on the vulnerable yet enticing form before him. The room seemed to hold its breath, caught in the clandestine moment that unfolded between the mastermind and the unsuspecting sleeper.