I have to get lucky right away.

Chapter 715 Bige's Great Fortune (Part 8)

Although the Night Clan is collectively called the Night Clan, just like monsters are collectively called monsters, fox demons, tree demons, and bull demons are not the same race.

Within the Night Clan, there are naturally various divisions, including vampires, werewolves, undead, succubi, and gargoyles. However, due to the suppression by the Church of Light, these Night Clan members have been forced to unite and form the current Night Clan Council.

Before this, although Bigeley was the greatest enemy of the Holy See and even banished from the Celestial Realm, she was not actually the most powerful fighter among the Night Clan, because reality is not a game, and it is not a place where you can get the result by comparing numbers.

The vampires, with their life-defense abilities, have a huge advantage against the Holy See. Their proficiency in blood magic and life magic is also unaffected by the Holy Light. However, within the Night Clan, when facing muscular werewolves with high magic resistance, undead with virtually no blood, succubi skilled in mental illusions, and gargoyles that are practically silicon-based beings, the vampires are no different from ordinary mages.

He's an expert in foreign warfare but a novice in domestic warfare.

But those who become leaders of various races are not fools. They naturally understand that no matter how much restraint they exercise, it is not a reason why Bige could single-handedly storm into the Papacy's headquarters, blow up the septic tank, and escape unscathed.

Or conversely, if the Papacy could be suppressed with just that special attack, then Bige wouldn't have had a chance; the vampire ancestors would have already wiped out the Papacy.

At this moment, everyone showed a rare level of respect in the face of this vampire queen.

Although she couldn't sense their emotions through the screen, Bige could roughly understand what these old guys were thinking. However, having seen all sorts of strange behaviors from the players, she felt a strange sense of comfort at this moment.

Seeing that Bigree didn't seem inclined to speak first, the Nightclan leaders finally couldn't sit still any longer. The werewolf leader, the most impatient of them all, immediately spoke up:

"Bigeley, how did you do that?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, he seemed to realize that his question was a bit inappropriate, and quickly added:
"I don't need specific explanations, I just want to ask if this can be replicated? Right now, the Vatican headquarters is paralyzed, and people are in a state of panic. This is a golden opportunity for us! If we can have another chance, this time we'll act together and strike at those church strongholds simultaneously!"

The werewolf leader's words clearly reflected the sentiments of many pro-war advocates. Their eyes gleamed with a cold light, as they obviously wanted to take revenge for all the pent-up frustrations they had endured in recent years. Meanwhile, the pro-development faction, including succubi and ghosts, looked worried.

Bige's gaze swept over Monarch Dulahan, the werewolf leader, and the spirit king. She thought to herself that the werewolf leader was far inferior to Wolf (the Red King, the werewolf boss in the game world), gave him a look that said "I'm an idiot," and briefly searched her "distant" memories for the other's name before speaking, before the werewolf leader could show any anger:

"Barton, use your brain! A large-scale attack? And then what? Let the whole world watch as we 'monsters' conquer their holy land? Do you think our Night Clan's living environment is too good right now, and you want to give everyone a change, so that everyone goes from being chased by holy light to being chased by bullets, cannonballs, missiles, and nuclear bombs?"

Upon hearing this, Barton wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Bigeley looked at the silly dog's expression and sighed, "I attacked the Holy Messiah Cathedral to distract them and give us more time to develop, not to make us waste our precious time on this meaningless war! War requires sufficient benefits; if you can't gain anything, war is a losing proposition, understand?"

"Ahem..." Seeing the werewolf leader's embarrassed expression, the Lich King, whose body was remarkably well-preserved, coughed lightly and said as if to smooth things over:

"Bigeley, from what you're saying, you have a clear direction for development?"

“That’s right,” Bigre nodded. “Just like what we said at the Night Clan Council last time, we need to integrate into this society discreetly and become an indispensable part of human society’s operation, so that even if the Church of Light really makes everything public one day, humans won’t be able to separate us. But recently, I suddenly realized that the Church of Light is also developing. Hmm, does anyone know the current percentage of humans who believe in the Church of Light?”

"Percentage? Thirty percent, I guess? But it's not very useful. The doctrine of the Light Church says not to go to nightclubs, but we still serve plenty of believers here, and some even have our girls cosplay as nuns!" The Succubus Queen fiddled with her manicure, her tone tinged with disdain, but Bigeley shook her head:

"That's true. Most people are casual believers or shallow believers, but faith has inertia. Humans are also social beings. There's a saying that one believer isn't a believer, but a group of believers are all true believers. If you're alone, these believers will do all sorts of things that violate the doctrine. But when they're surrounded by believers, they will supervise each other and try their best to stay in the group. In this situation, even if everyone has thoughts that violate the doctrine, they will restrain themselves because of the presence of others."

"You mean, when there are enough believers in the Church, even if they don't want to eliminate the Night Clan, they will outwardly agree, just to 'fit in,' thus creating a situation where no one wants to attack the Night Clan, but everyone outwardly agrees to attack?"

The undead creatures, having once been human, quickly understood Bigree's hypothesis. The werewolf leader, upon hearing this, remained silent and said:

"In the end, isn't it all about destroying the church?"

"No, we don't want to destroy them, but rather to make them entertaining and secular, and even to seize the voice of the Church of Light!"

Bigeley's words were astonishing, even the most composed Gargoyle King showed a rare look of surprise. Seeing that everyone was still stunned, Bigeley immediately revealed an arrogant smile and said:
"For this plan, I have three things for everyone to do. If we succeed, the Church of Light can be destroyed in the blink of an eye! No, at that time, the Church of Light will be ours. Why destroy it?"

"What you're saying is outrageous. If you want us to act together, at least show us a feasible plan," said Monarch Dulahan, clutching his head. Bigree smiled slightly and said:
"You'll understand after you hear these three things from me."

After saying that, she picked up her phone and sent some photos to everyone present, a playful look on her face:

"The first thing is to make these photos available to the Church of Light through various channels! After all, these are precious video recordings of the Vampire Queen's secret meeting with the Church's genius new generation just hours before the Holy Messiah Cathedral incident!"

(End of this chapter)