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Chapter 1270: Whoever Has an Objection, Tell Them to Come Find Me

Chapter 1270: Chapter 1270: Whoever Has an Objection, Tell Them to Come Find Me

Carson Flores pondered all the way, wondering why the Demon Race could build such a powerful army in such a short period of time, overwhelming everything in their path, while the human Cultivators seemed so lacking in comparison.

The answer is definitely no to the suggestion that the Human Race lacks brave warriors who dare to fight and are all cowards.

Without any coping mechanisms, effective communication, or efficient organization of personnel, facing a colossal wave capable of shaking heaven and earth, even the bravest warrior who confronts it without fear of life and death is doomed to a tragic end.

If it were not for the vast territory occupied by the Human Race, which gives them enough depth to have time to respond, organize, and fight, the mere push of the Demon Race might have already annihilated the Human Race.

Cristopher Hopkins Immortal once said that normally, Immortals are not allowed to interfere with the natural order of the Lower Realm. After all, among those who ascend to become Immortals, there are members of both the Human Race and Demon Race. If ascending members of the Demon Race turn back to help their kin annihilate the Human Race, how could those from the Human Race who have ascended remain indifferent?

Who can withstand the slaughter of an Immortal?

Usually, when Immortals intervene in the Lower Realm, it is only for the sake of their own relatives or friends, due to personal grudges, acting as a protector and advocate, but they must not overstep the boundaries.

Immortals, too, have their own rules!

The Human Race must still rely on itself.

This crisis happens to bring all the major forces together, and Carson Flores, in his capacity as Human Emperor, intends to bring up this issue for a thorough discussion to develop corresponding plans.

Carson Flores doesn’t plan to get too involved; what he needs to do is to guide and urge only.

If the Human Race itself does not care about its own safety, why should Carson Flores worry?

Even though he now bears the title of Human Emperor, in his heart, he still belongs to the Mortal Realm, not the Barbarian Wilderness Realm.

"Jorge, that’s what I think, do you think it’s feasible?"

Jorge Gross laughed and said, "It’s feasible. In fact, the Human Race has reflected on the defeat that occurred millennia ago and has formulated many plans, but no one has been able to command everyone’s respect and ensure the execution of these plans. Over time, they were all forgotten."

Carson Flores gave a wry smile: "So, they all just let things slide?"

Jorge Gross nodded: "Isn’t that the case? The Human Race was once able to establish a colossal defense line in the Central Divine Continent to hinder the advance of the Demon Race. If this defense line had been at the border between the three continents and Easty Prefecture, without the Demon Race’s initial ferocious momentum that broke the Ancient Eight Great Families one by one, would they have found it so easy to penetrate the entire Central Divine Continent?"

Carson Flores smiled: "Since you think it’s workable, you plan and coordinate the matter. Hmm, you’ll act as my proxy for the time being."

Jorge Gross laughed: "Can I? I used to be with the Vajra Gang..."

"Why not?"

Carson Flores laughed: "I’m still a member of the Vajra Gang, so what? If anyone has an objection, let them come to me."

Jorge Gross looked slightly excited: "Alright, since you trust me so much, I’ll give it a try. I’ll first write up a plan; you see if it works, and if it does, I’ll implement it accordingly."

Carson Flores smiled: "Okay."

True to his reputation as a Think Tank, Jorge Gross wrote up a plan in just one night and handed it to Carson Flores.

After reading it, Carson Flores handed the plan back to Jorge Gross: "Everything else is fine, but this meeting location, don’t choose some big city. Find a deserted city that has been conquered by the Demon Race and thoroughly refined by the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect; I think holding the meeting there would be more illustrative."

Jorge Gross’s eyes lit up: "That’s a great idea. Instead of saying too much, it’s better to see for yourself and feel deeper. Then it’s easier to discuss afterward."

Carson Flores smiled: "Go implement it. I’m going to seclude myself for a while."

Jorge Gross looked at Carson Flores with surprise: "Aren’t you already at the Nascent Soul Great Perfection stage? Seclusion, are you planning a breakthrough?"

Carson Flores chuckled: "I’ll try. Since I’m about to convene this meeting as the Human Emperor, even if relying on the prestige of Cristopher Hopkins Immortal, my own strength can’t be too weak, can it? If I can’t even handle those people, how can I make them revere me?"

Jorge Gross laughed: "You’re already able to fight against those at the Great Perfection of Hollow Void without falling behind at the Nascent Soul Great Perfection stage. Once you advance, you should easily crush the Great Perfection of Hollow Void; very few will be your match, and they will naturally fear you!"

Carson Flores chuckled: "Yes, if I’m someone nobody is afraid of when you’re dealing with things for me, then who would take it seriously?"

Jorge Gross joyfully bowed: "Then I wish you a smooth breakthrough!"

"Good, manage whatever comes up during this time. It shouldn’t take me too long."

"Okay!"

After making the arrangements, Carson Flores, accompanied by Heath Wells, went into the wilderness and picked a place rich in Spiritual Energy, where he quietly sat down.

After preparation, Carson Flores took out the Enlightenment Pill and swallowed it directly.

Carson Flores had already experienced the Enlightenment Fruit, so he was quite adept at comprehending in such a state.

When Carson Flores’s mind gradually became ethereal, he quickly entered the zone.

This sitting lasted half a month.

Heath Wells sat cross-legged at a distance, watching Carson Flores from afar with complex emotions.