Forbidden Castle, Forbidden Valley
Han Zhou, the elf in charge of Forbidden Valley, had been sitting in the sweltering heat reflecting, propositioning, and addressing all the teams for the Forbidden Tournament that had some hatred towards Lin Fan. Growing his strength, not getting weaker was his main concern.
Dragon Zen had been the key of Han Zhou making an alliance with the Demon Kin, and by Lin Fan's actions he'd accrued more support from the disparate races then he ever though possible. Hanna Lin also served a key piece as the Water Race Emperor relished her company as much as he did his courtesans.
However, with Lin Fan's new warship, the consequences of his plans being discovered meant defeat. Only through proper seduction, rather then deceit, could he get Lin Fan to show his weakness and only through tricking him could he truly win his system and gain control of the Eastern Continent.
"Han Zhou..." A Light Elf bowed, and invited in the leaders of the three races, the Dragon King, the Water Race Emperor, and the Light Elves Head. "These three agreed to use their strongest hidden elites, their geniuses, as long as the human territory is split equally between them."
"All that matters is Lin Fan's death..." Han Zhou's mind rapidly churned with ideas of excellence as he rapidly anticipated their every word, and action. "Once that happens, let me keep the body, and you guys have full rights to his warship and the key to ending the war before it begins..."
"That Fan Sect Warship does indeed seem to possess power to kill someone in the Apotheosis stage..." The Dragon King's eyes boiled as he saw the soldiers that had died in the joint raid with the Light Elves... "We must not delay, and kill him quickly... We must not show him our daughters, or that little monster will defile them as well!"
"What's gotten into you?" Han Zhou's hands landed on the Dragon King's back, staring into his eyes as he searched for a way to manipulate his every response. "Did Lin Fan not kill Dragon Zen? Have each of you not lost someone important, felt the pain of Lin Fan's greed, or the stone cold bunnies he seems to endlessly possess?"
"Of course... However, his power has seemed to triumph constantly... He even has mastered elemental fusion, rapidly learned the material sciences, technology, and even manufactured a generator that possesses qualities of a Peak Ascent Treasure!" The Dragon Emperor hated to admit, but he didn't stand much chance against Lin Fan in the long run.
Systems were like the pinnacle treasure, treating them as such was intelligent, prudent and also correct. However, Lin Fan's constant growth in power exceeded the system, and had more to do with his intellectual might.
Giving a thousand people knowledge, and a thousand solutions to a problem can be created. However, having them answer the question quickly was determined by genius, and Lin Fan wasn't necessarily a genius, but he was becoming one fast.
The light was dawning on the rise of the Forbidden Tournament, and this tournament represented a key that all the races wanted to turn and control. Lin Fan had yet realized a mutual declaration of war had been placed against the Fan Sect.
All five races besides the Night Queens had felt the arrogance and domination of his last invention. Only by sheltering their own conflicts could Lin Fan's greatest desire be stopped and destroyed. Only with teamwork and the best of the continents warriors would a chance against Lin Fan exist.
Fighting Lin Fan was like trying to fight an extremely illusive figure, constantly outpacing and predicting your every reaction as he went for your daughters. Basically, Lin Fan was becoming too smart for his own good, and destroying him immediately meant the end of the prophecy...
"Long story short... I agree to help you kill Lin Fan..." the Dragon King said as he slammed his hand into his kneecap and wiped off the snout from his mouth... "If he makes it to the end of the tournament, every resource I have will be used to destroy him..."
"Me too, and ever genius I know will be fighting in this battle!" The Water Race Emperor Jan Wan said with authority as his muscles twitched with anger and depravity... "Every treasure we have from the Heaven's Chest List will be used, and every assassin will be activated!"
"This sounds like a very heated meeting..." A small tiger laughed as it nodded its head... "The Eternity Tigers will also do everything they can to make sure Lin Fan dies... He already stole Ban Ta's wife from him... Out of respect for the Lightning Wolves, I'll kill him and then wipe out his entire Clan..."
"Good... I'm glad we could make this work... Lin Fan's corpse is mine, and then I'll leave the destruction of the Super Clans to each of your races... The Jiang Super Clan, the Rock Super Clan, and the Hedge Super Clan will find their last breaths to be rather quick..."
"What about the hidden experts of the human race?" Jan Wan said as he pondered with quivering lips... "I heard one liked to go around killing women for sport, defiling them with his voice, and chastising their looks as he burned them at the stake..."
"We'll have Lin Fan's warship to deal with those experts... As long as Lin Fan is stupid enough to stay for the entire tournament, his death is practically reassured..."
"Let me go! Let me go!" Princess Mane's sister screamed in the background, but her voice couldn't get out of the thick glass cage. She wanted so bad to escape but felt so trapped, and alone.
"Lin Fan... You're all this man ever talks about... Please beat him, and I promise I'll make it worth your while..."