Emma, senior...

After hearing the words from Taurus, Leon couldn't help but clench his fists and fell silent for a while. Meanwhile, Pisces pondered for a moment and also reached out to cover the Pisces pattern on the table.

"Like the Honorable Taurus, I neither support nor oppose. Sorry, I'm not skilled at analyzing such issues and really can't determine which side is right, so I can only abstain. But I'm willing to hear you out.

If you choose to go to war, I will give my all. If you want to continue negotiations, then among the three people going to carve their names in the Sallow Sea of Names, you can count me in." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"..."

So... two votes in favor, one against, two abstentions?

Looking at the current situation, all the directors exchanged glances first, then unanimously raised their hands to pick the black beans out of their ears, and then all looked towards the place where Capricorn was seated.

"Ah ha ha, I thought you weren't going to ask for my opinion anymore."

Not caring about the "bullying" behavior of everyone else, Capricorn appeared before everyone's vision again, chuckling cheerfully before starting to analyze:

"Regarding this matter, here's how I see it: it is indeed the best choice to fight now since an early battle is better than a late one. However, given our current state, not fighting is a more prudent option, but we must also consider other plans that the Realm of the Dead might have..."

Boohoo! I was too careless!

Under Capricorn's penetrating voice, the Archer director, who was closest, was affected first. His square face turned slightly blue, and he hurriedly shivered and stuffed the bean back into his ear.

And as the other directors also reacted, they quickly followed suit, stuffing the life-saving Silence Beans back into their ears and increasing the shielding to the maximum, then fixed their gaze on the round table in front of Capricorn.

After more than ten minutes passed, under the gaze of the five other directors, the goat-headed fish-shaped Capricorn pattern on the round table became slightly blurred, as if obscured by something. This allowed everyone to understand Capricorn's stance.

Against.

Two in favor, two against, two abstaining; faced with this perplexing voting result, Leon was also momentarily at a loss for words.

If there was a "Queen of the Dead" in Realm of the Dead that could trigger "The Man Behind the Queen," then he could replicate his operations in the Northern Kingdom, directly initiating continent-scale forceful reshuffling.

But among the Overlords of the Dead Realm who could be considered "kings," it seemed there were only Grandma Crow-eye and the Mountain Patrol Lady who were female, and both were clearly adversarial. There was no way they would let him embrace the medallion, rendering his strongest trump card useless.

And the analysis by the Cancer director was quite reasonable too. The current situation of the Clearance Bureau indeed was not very good, capable of defense but severely lacking aggression. Forcing a battle with the Dead Realm while dragging these old and frail would be staking all of humanity's safety on a gamble...

Wait!

Suddenly recalling something, Leon reached into his cuff, pulling out the Soul-Binding Banner... a rope with twenty-four True God souls strung on it.

"These are spoils I seized in the Witch Kingdom,"

He vigorously shook the rope, straightening the line of howling and cursing True Gods, tied one end of the rope to a table leg, and continued to pull things out.

"Here are the bodies of the slain True Gods, shrouds soaked with Divine Blood, the execution sites, stakes, carpets, platforms..."

Pulling out thirty-nine bloodied mummies, stacking them on the conference table, Leon continued taking things out from the mirror world. Amid the increasingly hard-to-maintain expressions of the other directors, he turned to Taurus and asked:

"Honorable Taurus, can you forge a specialized anomaly weapon with these materials to deal with the Overlords of the Dead Realm?"

"Huh?"

"If it's not enough, you can add this too."

Grabbing the back of a three-headed black dog's neck, Leon dragged it out from the mirror world. Having swallowed the Narration of Nonexistence, Leon tentatively asked:

"Though I punched its physical form to death, it also technically died on an execution platform. If we barely scrape it together, it should all fit into one set... Do you think these materials can be used?"

They... definitely can! These can absolutely be used!

Looking at the blood-drenched round table, then at the True God souls tied to the chair leg and the heap of divinity-drenched materials on the floor, Taurus' breathing instantly grew heavy.

No matter how much money you have stored in a bank, it's only a string of digits you can write in seconds. But if you convert all that money into cash, it could pile up into a mountain of wealth that makes your spine tingle from head to toe.

The feeling Taurus had now was somewhat similar. Even though she knew Leon was extremely "wealthy," seeing this heap of historically rich materials before her left her so excited she was temporarily speechless.

Anyone who achieves success in the secret techniques of Taurus can't lack a love for the Anomaly Forge. As her emotions soared, Taurus clenched her fist three times before restraining herself from rolling onto the materials, quivering, and reminded:

"You... Leon, you need to be sure. These are enough to forge an anomaly weapon with a single-digit code, allowing you to gain power comparable to or even exceeding a standard Pillar God instantly. But if specialized against the Overlords of the Dead Realm, then it might only..."

"It's alright, feel free to use them."

Leon smiled at her words, handing over the case with the sniper rifle inside, and confidently stated:

"No material is more precious than people. If it can solve the current problem, then these things are worth it... And since I was able to acquire them once, I can certainly get them a second time. I'll just get more after using them up."

You wish, you dumb bastard!

Through the bloated belly of the three-headed black dog, hearing Leon's words, the Narration of Nonexistence inside felt a harsh fire suddenly flaring from its heart, burning all the way through its skull.

Once used, you'll get more... You cleared out over two-fifths of the Slaughter King Association! Where else do you think you'll get more? Damn it! Just... wait! Let me curse him at least once! Damn it!

Unaware of the resentment from the Narration of Nonexistence, after putting away the three-headed black dog containing it, along with the other materials Leon brought out, Taurus, filled with mixed emotions, said:

"Leon... you... I really don't know what to say. With the stuff you brought out, we may very well be able to resolve everything in one decisive move without further negotiations with those Overlords of the Dead Realm."

No more negotiations?

Leon pondered for a moment hearing this, then looked at Taurus and said:

"Actually, I think we can continue negotiations with the Overlords of the Dead Realm."

"Huh?"

"I mean, find a suitable venue, invite those Overlords of the Dead Realm over to talk, and then..."

At this point, Leon paused slightly, then suddenly lifted his right hand and brought it down in a chopping gesture, making a decisive slicing motion, eyes gleaming fiercely, and suggested:

"Let's set an ambush first, take down a few Overlords of the Dead Realm, and dealing with the rest will be much easier."

"..."

"What's wrong? Did I say something incorrect?"

Looking at the strange looks from the other directors, Leon couldn't help but ask in surprise:

"It's already a life-and-death situation; are you guys still trying to be honorable with them?"