I Am Unstoppable

Chapter 410

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

He owned a business in Leyrudon and had plenty of influential people under him, so he was considered a big shot. Even so, he had always been required to contribute a vast amount of his wealth to 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 and didn'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 started making plans to take over.

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

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

At this moment, one of Ocantine's trusted aides, a fellow vampire named Neya, came in. Neya walked up 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 speak freely. 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'll rip 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 you all 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 the coronation! Can you imagine how rough our lives are going to be if he actually rules over us? Rest assured 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 to slaughter everyone in the Dietrich castle tonight!” Anakin ordered the driver after getting into the vehicle.

Ocantine waited until Anakin had left before telling Neya, “Call Prince Solorel right away and tell him that 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 and sound all these years. You saw Anakin earlier, didn't you? He made a trip to the Lost Ruins. While he wasn't able to condense any divine mana, he did find a celestial weapon. That celestial weapon alone is enough for him to overpower all of us princes. Anakin's insolence and hubris know no bounds. I doubt any of us princes will survive if he rises to power. As such, I'd rather have Prince Solorel keep things 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 will show 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 time since we last spoke!”

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