I Became A Zompirewolf

After rigorous planning, the meeting concluded with a few things being decided. The first and foremost was the dispersion of the 'antidote'. Mera still did not want to reveal the source she got the antidote from, but it wasn't like Ashton was blind.

With one look at the composition and a bit of Astaroth's help, Ashton knew the antidote couldn't be made on Earth. Seven of the twenty components used in it couldn't be found or synthesised on Earth due to technological limitations.

Which meant Nora or their mother might have stolen the antidote from Nirvana. It was unlikely that Mera got help from some alien species. Still, since Nirvana had been in contact with mysterious outworldly creatures, they were more likely given the antidote and the corpsification gas.

Ricochet will stay behind with the rest and figure out a way to make the antidote airborne. That way, it would be easier for the cure to treat the majority of the undead. The only issue was the blast radius.

Contingency was like the capital of the undead. Corpsification gas was running rampant in there. If they were to cause the explosion anywhere outside the city, the antidote would neutralise the excess corpsification gas; however, the undead in the town would remain unaffected by the gas.

Consequently, they needed to invade the city and trigger the antidote explosion. That way, the concentration of the antidote would be enough to neutralise the layer of protective corpsification gas over the city and also cure the undead within the city.

However, this plan would have to wait. Ashton had made it clear no one was to go on this suicide mission. No one but his team.

"It might sound harsh, but you people are too weak to do it by yourself," Ashton stated while scanning the room.

No one argued against him. Despite being some of the strongest people on Earth, they were Nothing compared to the top dogs within the galaxy. Hell, with an average E grade, they won't even make good foot soldiers.

"Focus on developing the antidote bomb or whatever you wanna call it." Ashton continued, "I'll leave Dolos, Gokung and Celeste here. If you finish development before I return, they should be enough to guide you through the city."

"Roger that," Ricochet responded, "My men and I should be enough to sneak into the city, but with your summons backing us up, it'll be a walk in the park."

"Confidence is good, but don't let it get to your head." Ashton warned him, "Nothing good will come out of it. Trust me, been there."

Ricochet nodded and kept quiet from that point on. Being lectured about overconfidence by a barely adult was surprisingly eye-opening, even though it initially felt somewhat weird.

"So you have made up your mind?" Avalina asked Ashton about visiting Nirvana.

"Considering dad was an oracle as you people assume he was, then there's no point in not following his wish." He shrugged, "Also, I have a few questions, and Nirvana might hold the answers to those questions."

The land of the undead was a harsh place to be, let alone invade. Despite being technologically advanced, their mindset was surprisingly primitive. At least for the lower and middle echelons.

Unlike werewolves, the undead had no secondary diet, and their sole diet consisted of human meat. Considering Ashton's strange likeness towards the humans, Nora was worried he would not like the things he would have to witness there.

Her opinion of Ashton was outdated. Once upon a time, he favoured humans and tried to avoid conflicts around them. That said, having been to space, he no longer cared about trivial things such as someone's species.

According to him, there were only two kinds of people—those with him and those against him. Human, hybrid, tribrid, Precursor, Xyran, those were not a single entity.

The only thing Ashton believed in was doing onto them as they did onto him. He'd help them to the best of his abilities if they were good to him. But if they dared to cross him, there would be hell to pay.

As far as Nirvana was concerned, their connection with extraterrestrial species was the only thing Ashton was worried about. Besides that, he was pretty confident Earth had no challenges to offer him.

"In the meantime," he turned to Avalina, "I'd like you to send a word to Alucard, well, not to him but to his council. 'If Emperor Alucard deems me worthy, my blade will always be by his side'. There plain, simple and corny as hell. That should do the job."

Avalina smiled, "That would shut their mouths for good. Especially since the news of your return and defeating the horde had reached them by now."

"Then that does it. I'll be in my room if you need me for something. You coming?"

"Since when do you need to ask me that," Anna sneakily winked in his direction, well aware of Ashton's intentions.

Before Avalina could object to them, they were already gone. Ricochet awkwardly excused himself, leaving Avalina with Mera and Nora behind.

"Looks like you chick has grown into a Phoenix." Mera chuckled.

"And I missed most of it." Avalina shook her head, "Well, nothing can come in the way of two horny teenagers."

"The boy has a succubus as his mate, so who can blame him?" Nora pointed out, "They have been living together all this time. Did you expect him to be a celibate monk all this while?"

"You sure know a lot about these things," Mera took a jab.

"Sorry to say, sis, but not everybody has to live a boring life like you." Nora shrugged, "You two can enjoy yourselves. In the meantime, I'll look for the human Ashton brought with him. What was his name again?"

"Ricochet." Mera sighed, praying for his well-being now that Nora had set her eyes on him.

"Right, Ricochet. It would be fun to see him ricocheting around my room if you know what I mean-"

"For Lycaon's sake, keep your thoughts to yourself!"