In the City of the Netherworld King, within the central castle, in the roundtable meeting room, many of the Blood Clan's great elders gathered once again.
However, originally there were thirteen such great elders, now there were only ten left.
The other three great elders, Harren, Vlad III, and Nicola, had all been eliminated.
Bam!
A great elder slammed their hand heavily onto the sturdy conference table. This kind of table required the Blood Clan to expend considerable effort to create, possessing hardness comparable to diamond. But this great elder was extremely furious, and with one slap, the table shook violently and a shallow handprint appeared directly.
"Intolerable! Intolerable!"
