The Dark Council has been circulating in the British dark world for thousands of years, consisting of bloods, werewolves, dark wizards, dark knights, and other groups. More than 100 years ago, Prince Edson and the werewolf leader Gullasen were defeated, and a dark council was held to redivide the forces of the dark members.

Now that Prince Edson has awakened, it is natural to regain the power that was lost back then. Moreover, he also needs the assistance of other dark forces to be able to influence the British high-level.

The British top is not the same as the Chinese top brass.

Although the high-level leaders of Huaxia allowed the development of various forces, they had absolute control. But in the UK, the dark forces have already infiltrated the British top and can influence many of the decisions of the British top.

Therefore, after hearing that Prince Edson was going to hold a dark meeting, everyone present was very reluctant, but they couldn't refuse, the willingness was very simple, Ye Feng was too powerful.

Now Ye Feng and Prince Edson are obviously in the same boat, if they refuse to hold a dark meeting, the devil knows if Ye Feng will go crazy.

The dark wizard Stron squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, "Then let's hold a dark meeting!" ”

Hearing Sdron agree, Prince Edson smiled with satisfaction.

At the same time, Ye Feng also left the castle, believing that as long as Prince Edson was not stupid, he would not dare to deceive him.

The dark demonic aura was like a dark cloud, enveloping the entire mountain range.

Standing outside the London No Man's Land, Ye Feng tilted his neck, and his eyes were full of thought.

"The demonic aura here seems to be a little different!"

The right hand slowly went deep into the no-man's land, and suddenly, a cold demonic aura, as if possessing spirituality, swarmed towards Ye Feng's right hand.

Staring at the dark demonic qi wrapped around his right hand, the curiosity in Ye Feng's eyes became even more intense, and the five jade-like fingers flicked slightly.

"Buzz !!"

The demonic qi was intertwined, as if it had turned into a black hole, and a dark palm slowly poked out of it.

"Casting the Great Heaven Covering Demon Hand here, it seems that the power has more than doubled!"

After thinking about it, Ye Feng's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"Huh!"

As soon as he walked into the London no man's land, Ye Feng felt a trace of strangeness, as if in the dark, a pair of eyes were staring at him, full of fear.

"It's kind of interesting!"

The corners of his mouth were raised, and Ye Feng's perception was fully open.

"Woo Woo !!"

The figure was like lightning, rolling up a terrifying energy and sweeping away into the distance.

Half an hour later, Ye Feng appeared in the London no man's land and stretched out.

There was not the slightest demonic aura here, but it was shrouded in a roll of dark energy.

This energy is corrosive, somewhat similar to the blood energy of the Bloodline, but more pure.

"It's kind of like a grave!"

Looking at the mound shrouded in strange energy, Ye Feng grabbed the void with his backhand.

However, the soil here was very hard, and the big hand of corpse qi only grabbed a small layer of soil.

"Boom !!"

Suddenly!

The mound shook, and the strange energy that enveloped the four directions boiled like boiling water, and a terrifying and violent aura rolled out, as if an ancient beast had awakened.

Feeling the surging breath below, Ye Feng's eyes were full of solemnity.

"Let's go!"

As the aura of this place rolled, there were more than a dozen breaths of this place that were not weak nearby.

Although Ye Feng was not afraid, he also felt that there was no need to cause trouble, so he turned around and ran.

After Ye Feng left, that sky-high aura slowly calmed down.

"As long as it's no man's land, there's no simple!"

Glancing at the mound of earth that had returned to calm in the distance, Ye Feng's figure suddenly blurred, and he decided in his heart that when he had finished the rest of the country, he would enter the no-man's land everywhere.

At the same time, dozens of werewolves crawled on the ground in a high mountain near no man's land.

Directly in front of it, a pool of blood boiled, and a billowing violent aura churned out.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, a wolf claw covered with cyan fluff poked out of the pool of blood.

"What happened?" Cold, merciless voices echoed throughout the cavern.

A prostrate werewolf, his eyes full of fanaticism, his voice trembling, "Great Commander, Henk Leader has been killed, Edson has awakened to call a dark meeting!" ”

"What? Henk killed? ”

A terrifying coercion fell, making it difficult for all the werewolves to breathe.

The werewolf leader Gullason slowly walked out of the pool of blood, his eyes full of exhaustion, "Edson's injury is similar to mine, he can't wake up in advance and tell me what happened!" ”

"Great Commander, all this is because of the Zombie King of the East......"

After listening to his subordinates' explanations, Gullay squinted his eyes, and said coldly, "Go to the dark meeting, I want to see what they plan to do with that zombie!" ”

……

The Dark Council took place on Mount Stan, 300 miles from London, and legend has it that it was once the place of practice of Cain, the ancestor of the Blood.

Whether this legend is true or not, no member of the dark would dare to do anything here anyway.

At the peak of Mount Stan, all kinds of evil auraes are intertwined.

A round table was placed in the middle of the mountaintop, Prince Edson was wearing a black tuxedo with gold trim, with a cold and strange smile on his pale face, he glanced at the eleven dark forces leaders present, and said lightly: "You should also know the reason for holding a dark meeting this time. ”

"Edson, attacking China is Britain's national policy, and we can't change it!" A dark warrior shrouded in demonic aura spoke in a cold voice.

"Hunter is right." Another dark boss also spoke slowly, "There is another point, we British dark forces will not compromise with the zombies in the east. ”

"Boom !!"

At this moment, a violent momentum rolled from below.

Prince Edson, who was sitting on the throne, raised his eyelids, and the blood light rolled in it, "Gulasen, I didn't expect you to wake up too!" ”

"Roar!"

Almost instantly, a burly werewolf covered with fluff appeared next to the round table, his eyes flowing with cold murderous intent, "Edson, you waste, you are actually threatened by the zombies of the East. ”

"Who are you talking about?" Prince Edson's eyes narrowed, and blood surged around him.

"Waste is waste, otherwise why would Nikolai betray you?" Gullay was not afraid at all, and met Edsonson's cold gaze, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs, "Waste, you go and tell the zombies in the east not to meddle in the affairs of the dark forces in Britain, otherwise, he will die a miserable death." ”

Gulson's words were echoed by most of the dark bosses.

In the eyes of everyone, Edson is indeed a bit of a waste, and he was actually forced by a zombie to hold a dark meeting and help the other party influence the decision-making of the British high-level.

(End of chapter)