The Witch Hunter System

The Eighth Progenitor heavily gulped down his saliva before replying, "I just asked why the nine Dreamcatchers were struggling so much under the gravitational pressure despite possessing superior cultivation to us, Vampire Lords, Great Devil Hecate."

"I didn't mean anything malicious by it! It was just a genuine curiosity! Please believe me!" the Eighth Progenitor pleaded.

Although he received compensation last time after bearing Hecate's divine pressure, he might not be so lucky this time. After all, Hecate couldn't have too many vials of Soul Replenishing Essence.

As such, he was truly afraid of losing more lifespan.

"My deepest apologies, Mistress. I was the one who led everyone to compete under the gravitational pressure," First Dream admitted to her mistake before explaining, "I felt that it was a rare chance to strengthen our divine bodies as we waited for your return."

Hecate was speechless.

The Vampire Lords practiced blood cultivation, which was a mix of energy and body cultivation.

On the other hand, what the Dreamcatchers practiced was soul cultivation exclusively.

As such, it was natural for the Vampire Lords to be superior to them in bearing the gravitational pressure due to their advantage in the body aspect. Furthermore, the Dreamcatchers weren't even using the full might of their soul power to resist the gravitational pressure.

Otherwise, how could they lose to the Vampire Lords when they have higher cultivation?

"That's enough. I won't single any of you out. All of you will reflect on your mistake in the Blizzard Hell Prison for three months when we return," Hecate coolly stated.

"Yes, Mistress!" the nine Dreamcatchers answered simultaneously without a hint of complaint. In fact, they even wanted to smile with glee.

After all, three months in the Blizzard Hell Prison couldn't be considered a punishment to them.

Although the Blizzard Hell Prison was a special cold place for holding criminals and making them suffer from freezing temperatures, it was also a great place to temper the divine soul.

In other words, Hecate was simply sending them to cultivate.

Nevertheless, after Hecate's issue with her Dreamcatchers was settled, she shifted her attention to the Vampire Lords.

Although Vaan had a plan for the Vampire Lords and the Evernight Territory, it seemed Hecate also had her own ideas on the matter. As such, he might as well leave it to her to handle.

After all, with only his power and sway of words, he could settle for a peace treaty between the Great Ratholos Empire and the Evernight Territory at best. He wouldn't be able to assume control of the Evernight Territory.

The Vampire Lords would definitely not agree with it, and he lacked the ability to make them in his present state.

However, it was a different story with Hecate around.

"You wouldn't mind me deciding how to settle the problem between the Great Ratholos Empire and the Evernight Territory, would you, Sir Vaan?" Hecate asked out of courtesy.

"Not at all, Lady Hecate. This is your right as one with power," Vaan calmly replied.

It was natural for the strongest to have the biggest say.

"That's great," Hecate nodded with relief.

For a moment, she was concerned that Vaan would argue with her over it.

After all, no matter how talented Vaan was, he was still far too young. It wouldn't be strange for anyone under such circumstances to develop an inflated ego and become drunk on borrowed power over such a victory.

Fortunately, she did not misjudge him.

Nevertheless, Hecate did not have a single interest in the resources of the Evernight Territory. However, it was also true that Vaan currently lacked the qualifications to possess it.

Even if she agreed to it, the other Great Devils wouldn't. In fact, they were a bigger problem than the Vampire Lords.

"Since Abaddon is dead, the Evernight Territory is left without a Great Devil to manage," Hecate mentioned.

"Furthermore, there isn't a single Vampire Lord qualified to assume the position of Great Devil and rule the Evernight Territory. As such, I will be assuming the position of Evernight Territory's temporary ruler."

"Anyone have a problem with that?" Hecate asked, sweeping her stern gaze across all twelve Vampire Lords present with an intimidating pressure.

In fact, there were only eight Vampire Lords who required her attention.

After all, the Sixth Progenitor, Eleventh Progenitor, and Thirteenth Progenitor had sworn their loyalty to her. That naturally disqualified them since they would be returning to her territory.

On the other hand, Vaan had the Eighth Progenitor's allegiance, as far as she was aware.

As such, only the remaining eighth Vampire Lords could be a problem.

Nevertheless, no one in their right mind would challenge the decision of a Great Devil. Even if the Vampire Lords were reluctant, they would still have to accede.

"No problem," the Vampire Lords simultaneously replied.

"Good!" Hecate nodded before continuing, "However, I am still the Great Devil of the Dreamdust Territory. My time and energy are limited; I can't focus too much on the affairs of the Evernight Territory."

"So, I will appoint a representative to manage it in my stead. Sir Vaan, do you have any candidates in mind?" Hecate asked.

Vaan nodded.

Since Hecate let him make the choice, he naturally had to appoint his people to the position.

"The Eighth Progenitor will be diligent representative for you, Lady Hecate," Vaan mentioned.

"Very well," Hecate nodded and said, "Then you will be my representative, Eighth Progenitor."

"I am honored to receive this opportunity and trust. I will not disappoint you, Great Devil Hecate and my Lord!" the Eighth Progenitor immediately accepted with joy and excitement.

"You better pray you won't," Hecate calmly acknowledged before returning her attention to the rest of the Vampire Lords.

The Vampire Lord suddenly felt nervous due to the tension in the brief silence.

"Now that my representative has been chosen, I will give you my first order as your unofficial ruler: You… you! You! And you! Fuck off! Fuck off! Fuck off! In fact, all of you scram back to Gehenna for me!"

"Without further word from me, no one is permitted to cross the dimension and enter Pangea! The same is applied the other way around! If you understand, then quickly scram!" Hecate thundered menacingly.

Her sudden intimidation and oppression exploded so abruptly that it shocked everyone. The peaceful atmosphere was instantly drowned in the heavy stench of malice, death, and dread.

It was as if an entirely different person had taken control of Hecate's body.

The Vampire Lords instinctively scurried off in full compliance in that very instant, not daring to look back. Hecate's alter ego frightened the wits out of them.

Even Vaan was dumbfounded with his eyes widened.