464: Voting, voting between the Inhumans and the beasts!

One vote represents five votes!

Such power was already terrifying enough!

However, it was still within the scope of what everyone could accept.

After all, it was far from reaching the level of a single veto vote, and it still gave face to everyone and some smaller countries.

"Actually... even if you tie all ten of them together, they can't compare to one Emperor-level Beast Master."

Fang Ran secretly muttered in his heart.

The reason they were being given so much face now was probably because this was the first conference.

In the future conflicts with the God Race, once it was discovered that some weaker countries couldn't help at all, their rights would gradually be eroded.

After all, having a certain level of military power was what represented rights.

This was not cruel or unfair; instead, it was a form of fairness to everyone.

The countries quickly elected their representatives.

Some weaker countries wisely did not nominate anyone.

And almost all of those who could become representatives were Emperor-level Beast Tamer, as only Emperor-level Beast Tamer could command the respect of everyone present.

"I'll go."

The black-haired Beast Taming Association President stepped forward.

As the Dragon Continent's Beast Taming Association President, he was more suitable than anyone else.

And Fang Ran at this moment seemed more like someone brought along by his seniors to observe.

"The United States... Bear Country... Sakura Country... the Alien Race, different races of fierce beasts, and also the Giant Race."

Fang Ran watched as figures stepped onto the stage one by one, feeling a sense of trance in his heart.

One had to know that not long ago, they were sworn enemies.

Now, however, they were all here introducing themselves.

The reason for this phenomenon was that they had a common enemy—the God Race!

"Let's start the voting!"

Someone shouted.

The United States' Emperor-level Beast Master stepped forward.

Everyone cast their ballots.

"Edmond Graham! 79 votes!"

...The Bear Country's Emperor-level Beast Master walked onto the stage.

"Matthew Moore, 67 votes!"

Immediately after, it was the Emperor-level Beast Tamer from other countries!

Sakura Country, 32 votes, Sakura Country, 22 votes. All the representatives with Emperor-level Beast Tamer hovered around thirty votes!

And those from the Alien Race and fierce beasts had even fewer votes.

Most of them were internal votes, only hovering around 20 votes!

This was also expected, as most of the Alien Race who had good relations with humans usually didn't have Emperor-level Beast Tamer!

"Next, Dragon Continent, Wan Xin!"

Hearing "Dragon Continent."

The Emperor-level Beast Tamer from the United States and Bear Country all turned their gazes.

"That kid next to Wan Xin... is that Fang Ran?"

"It's him. He publicly killed a God Race member and is hailed as the most talented Beast Tamer!"

"Heh heh, he's just a tool in Wan Xin's hands."

The United States' Emperor Beast Master said noncommittally.

As Emperor-level Beast Tamer, they never cared about what happened to King-level Beast Masters.

After all, there were a few King-level Beast Masters every year.

But Emperor-level Beast Masters were rarely seen in a century!

Almost every Emperor Beast Master knew each other, and some had even sparred and connected privately.

Soon, several countries with good relations with the Dragon Continent cast their votes, instantly garnering nearly 69 votes, a difference of 10 votes from the United States.

Many countries friendly with the United States breathed a sigh of relief.

This was the first conference, and its symbolic significance was enormous!

Whether they could secure the hosting rights was crucial.

"Is anyone else voting?"

The old man looked around, surveying the surroundings.

The fierce beasts remained silent, just watching quietly.

These fierce beasts generally wouldn't vote for any human candidate, and the Alien Race was the same.

"All the votes that could be cast have been cast. The Dragon Continent has no more allies."

"Graham, you should be this year's host. Congratulations in advance."

Several strong individuals from the United States spoke up.

Unexpectedly, Graham's expression remained unchanged. He merely nodded, as if it was expected, and said, "That's not crucial. You need to understand that if we can't defeat the God Race, the so-called host will become a disgrace instead."

Upon hearing Graham's words, the others were first stunned, then nodded.

That was indeed true; this position represented both honor and responsibility.

"Then congratulations to Edmond of the United States..."

However, the old man's words had not yet fallen.

Then, a clear and resonant voice rang out.

"Me!"

The voice spread.

It instantly attracted the gazes of Graham and the surrounding Emperor Beast Masters.

The direction the voice came from seemed to be where the Alien Race was located!

"I will cast one vote for the Dragon Continent."

Long Yu stood in front of her seat, arms crossed.

Around her, the Alien Race had cleared a vacuum.

Facing her act of casting a vote for humans, not a single member of the Alien Race dared to protest. Even the Alien Race strongman who had earlier clamored about unfairness closed his mouth.

"What? Is that not allowed?"

Her gaze, burning brightly, fixed on the old man on the stage.

Facing those lava-like pupils, the old man only felt his scalp tingle.

Late Emperor-level, the top combat power in this world!

Such an existence, one word was worth 5 votes!

"Oh? It's the Dragon Emperor of the Dragon-Human Race. I almost forgot about her."

"I didn't expect her to have survived at the hands of the Black Dragon King and be sheltered by the Dragon Continent until now."

"Late Emperor-level... The Dragon Continent actually has such an ally. But this is also a good thing for us; one more strong person means one more helper."

Several Emperor-level strong individuals whispered amongst themselves.

"But there are still 5 votes short. Whose voting power can be comparable to the Dragon-Human Race?"

The United States looked around.

Even with 5 votes, it seemed the situation couldn't be changed.

However.

Graham saw.

Fang Ran said something to the creature beside him.

The creature stepped forward and said, "I, representing the Void Sea Creatures, cast one vote!"

Her voice echoed through the hall, and the fierce beasts all snapped their gazes over.

The Void Sea Race, the incredibly mysterious Void Sea Race?

At first, they hadn't even noticed the presence beside Fang Ran!

After all, the venue was too large, and the distance between them was such that even ordinary Beast Tamer couldn't clearly see each other's faces.

Moreover, the aura of strong individuals permeated the area, with undisguised and hidden spiritual power everywhere, so no one dared to casually probe.

"Void Sea?! It's a Void Sea Creature!"

"The Dragon Continent... isn't that too exaggerated? They can invite a Void Sea Creature?"

"Emperor-level! It's an Emperor-level existence, at least Late Emperor-level!"

The presence of a Late Emperor-level Beast Master also represented the will of the Void Sea!

This made the faces of the United States' people change.

The Void Sea, actually willing to join the Dragon Continent?

They had noticed that creature, but never thought anything of it, nor did they think the Void Sea would intervene.

After all, even when they established the Dragon Continent back then, they failed to alarm these hidden races, let alone now.

"Is that enough?"

The Queen of the Void Sea turned around and looked at Fang Ran.

Fang Ran quickly nodded and said, "Thank you, Queen."

"Hmm."

The Queen of the Void Sea nodded.

She only thought of it as her name, not some kind of symbol.

And this scene happened to fall into the eyes of the United States and some observant creatures.

"It's him! That Dragon Continent Beast Tamer!"