The Return of the God of War [The Protector] Chapter 4013

Chapter 4013 Slim Odds Of Winning Knowing that the sects Cordierite Association had gathered were unprecedentedly powerful, Sylvan furrowed his brows before turning to his trusted aide. “Get the elders from Prime Company here immediately. We have important business to discuss.” Not long after, the elders from Prime Company hurried over and quickly noticed something was amiss when they saw the grim-faced Sylvan. “Mr. Webber, did something happen?” one of the elders asked. Sylvan nodded and told them everything he knew. The elders, too, turned ashen-faced upon realizing the gravity of the situation. With Cordierite Association sending out such a powerful alliance to retaliate against Levi, not even the entire Prime Company would stand a chance of winning! “That's also why I haven't informed Mr. Garrison. If he finds out about it, I'm sure he'd take the initiative to attack,” Sylvan said with a sigh. “Sadly, I doubt we can do anything to turn the situation around.” The elders of Prime Company nodded in agreement. After the way Levi had stormed off to Cordierite Association to slap Gloria, everyone knew how reckless he could be. One could even say that punishing Gloria to humiliate Nister and the other two elders was the very thing that triggered the ultimate showdown. After all, Sylvan had stepped in earlier to mediate the situation and successfully convinced Nister and the others to back down. If he had held another round of negotiations and doled out the necessary compensation, the whole matter would've been settled without a hitch. “What are your plans, Mr. Webber?” one of the elders piped up. “We have to do everything we can to keep Mr. Garrison calm. So long as he doesn't attack, there might still be a chance of turning things around,” Sylvan replied after pondering for a moment. “However, I haven't thought of any concrete plans yet. Given the power of the alliance, I'm afraid we won't be able to hide the news from him for long.” Like Sylvan, the other elders of Prime Company were just as worried and helpless. The thought of facing off such a formidable army was enough to scare them out of their wits. Sylvan let out another long sigh. “If we don't handle this well, it might spell the end of Prime Association!” As Sylvan had predicted, it didn't take long before news of the Cordierite Association's powerful army reached Cheriette's ears. Larissa, too, had read the news on her communication device, and the two women promptly turned as white as a sheet. “No matter how powerful Master is, he won't be able to take on such a massive and concerted attack!” Larissa said, her voice trembling. From her days as an Empyrean in Eclipse, she had seen enough to know that any of those leading sects in Cordierite Association would easily wipe out Eclipse. Tenebrous Sky Division, for example, had once only needed thirty thousand elites and their Devil's Chariot armored vehicles to inflict a crushing defeat on three large sects. The fact that they had now mobilized more than a hundred thousand elites and ten Devil's Chariot armored vehicles meant they intended to eliminate Prime Association too! By then, Cheriette was also shaking like a leaf. Even though she wasn't as worldly as Larissa, she could still estimate the power of the alliance based on the number of troops that had attacked Astre Lune Sect a while ago. “Let's keep this from Lord Garrison for the time being!” Cheriette whispered. Despite being on the same page as her friend, Larissa quickly added, “How long can we keep it from him, though?” The two women knew Levi's temperament well, and if he ever found out about the impending attack, there was no doubt he'd fight to the death. That being said, what were the chances of Levi and Prime Association winning against the formidable alliance? Even if Levi could utilize his skills to escape, it was highly improbable that his subordinates would be as lucky. Prime Association, too, might also be in grave danger. With that thought in mind, Larissa and Cheriette sunk deeper into despair.