Unlike the Underworld, the Underworld is just a continent that can be seen, and its borders are blocked by a strange and hard crystal-like object. No one could see what was behind these crystals, which formed a wall that surrounded the underworld, and no attack could break it.

Someone once thought about flying into the sky to see what was behind this wall, on the other side of the underworld, but when they flew close to the top of the wall, they could no longer go up. The entire underworld, like a cage, can only be transferred to other planes by distorting space to form portals.

The Nether's territory is to the south of the Underworld, occupying most of the Underworld. There is a small forest between the Necrons and Nether's territory as a boundary between the two races, but this forest is also Nether's territory, although it is not guarded by troops.

The Netherworld Main City is the core town of the Imperial Family, based on the territory of the Imperial Family, and its north, east, west, northeast, and northwest directions are the territories of the five noble forces, and due south is the crystal wall. The nobles had the supreme right to rule in their own realms, but they were required to obey the orders of the royal family.

The territory of Sally, where Monasse was headed, was a place called the Samiban, directly east of the Nether Lord.

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The city of Samiban, the barracks of Sali.

"Your Highness, these are the thousand warriors I have selected for Your Highness, I don't know if Your Highness is satisfied." Sully pointed to the thousand Nether soldiers on the jousting arena and said to Monasse.

"Very well, Uncle Sally, you were his most powerful assistant when the old man was alive, and I hope that in the future, you can continue to do the same. After all, you're not like those guys.'" Monasse nodded in satisfaction and looked at the soldier in front of him, unable to help but show excitement.

When the old Emperor died, because the eldest prince Dai Esse had no intention of taking the throne, the second prince Monasse stood up and wanted to inherit the throne. However, due to the doubts raised by the nobles and continued pressure, Monasse could not succeed to the throne smoothly. Of all the nobles, only Sully did not make any statement.

"I, as long as the king of the Netherworld is a wise king, that's fine. I don't care who it is.'" There seemed to be something else in Sally's words.

"Don't worry, Uncle Sally, I'll prove to you that I'm the only one who is suitable." Monasse understood what Sully meant, that the throne does not have to be royal to inherit, as long as you have the ability. Despite some dissatisfaction, he approached Sally, patted Sally on the shoulder, and said with a smile.

As a nobleman, Sally has witnessed the replacement of two generations of Hades Emperors, and has a certain prestige within the Netherworld. If he can get Sarly's support, it will be of great help to Monasse's plan to take the throne.

"Your Highness, it's not too late. I don't know if you want to bring these soldiers back now." Sally, on the other hand, looked very calm, took a step back and looked at the sky again.

"Now, of course, you can rest assured that you can hand over the soldiers to me, and I will make good use of them. In the future, I will definitely remember the credit of Uncle Sally for his successful victory over the Necromancy." Monasse was stunned, and after knowing that Sally was going to send off guests, he spread his hands helplessly.

Led by Monasse and his men, a thousand soldiers provided by Sully were brought back to the Nether Lord.

Sally watched Monasse leave the Samiban with the soldiers, and returned to his mansion.

"I don't seem to have invited you here, Flammy." Upon entering the hall, Sally spotted Flami sitting on a bench playing with a small object in his hand.

"Monasse, that kid, did you take your soldiers away?" Flami didn't respond to Sally's words, but asked directly.

"Yes, His Highness seems to be happy." Sully only expressed his dissatisfaction, and did not ask someone to ask Flami to leave, but sat directly opposite Flami and talked to him calmly.

"One thousand, it's not much, but it's close to half of your total strength, why are you willing to make such a contribution?" Flami seemed a little curious.

The relationship between the two people in the conversation does not seem to be simple.

"What I need is a powerful king, if the second prince can't use the 1,000 troops I have given me, plus his original strength to eradicate the necromancy, then in my heart, he is not qualified to be a king." Sally's face darkened.

Sully reluctantly gave Monasse a thousand troops just to test whether Monasse had the strength to become the Emperor of Hades, and if not, Sully would not show any loyalty to Monasse.

"One thousand, I think you are embarrassing Your Highness. I know how many troops the royal family still has, and with their combat effectiveness, even if His Royal Highness the prince and his two brothers take action, plus the thousand soldiers you give, they will not be able to wipe out the necromantic clan. Even if the Necronomicon shifts most of their power to the Hell, a part of the underworld that was originally in place is still strong."

A hint of fear flashed in Flammy's eyes as he talked about the Necromancy's power in the underworld.

"But, as I described to you, I will prove that you were right to join forces with me, Sally." Flammy retracted his thoughts and smiled at Sally.

"I hope so......," Sally said, and suddenly an extra scroll appeared in his hand, igniting a green flame that disappeared in an instant.

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Fettia's territory, Sloban, inside Fettia's mansion.

"Is there anything unusual about the Necromancy?" Fettia soaked in her spacious bath, cleaning herself and speaking to her men standing in the bathroom door behind her.

"It's still testing our defenses, and there's no sign of attacking." The man fell to one knee with his eyes closed, respectfully relaying the information he had received to Fettia.

"Itama, you are the person I trust the most, and I leave it to you how to deal with those necromancy." As she spoke, Fettia stood up from the bath, walked up to the man known as Itama, bent down, and took Itama's chin.

"Can you ...... Don't let me down.'" Fettia leaned in to Itama and whispered

"Yes...... Yes!' Itama shuddered and responded, but still didn't open his eyes.

"Anything else?" Watching Itaman's slightly nervous expression, Fitia couldn't help but smile charmingly, letting go of the hand that was holding Itamar's chin and motioning for him to get up.

"Lady Kimparo asks to see you." Ittama stood up and lowered her head.

"Just let him come here directly." Fettia turned back into the bath and continued to enjoy her comfortable bath time.

Fettia soaked in the bath again, her eyes slightly closed, and let out a sigh of contentment. Hearing the bathroom door shut, and the sound of footsteps, confirmed that Itama had left.

Moments later, the bathroom door opened again, and a figure entered the bathtub and sat down beside Fettia.

"Kimparo, is your plan useful?" Fetia didn't even need to open her eyes to know who it was, the perfume smell on Kimparo's body was too unique.

"I've already made arrangements, according to the information of one of Sally's subordinates who I bought, the second prince has already taken away a thousand troops, and now I only need information from the inner Ying of the royal family." Kimparo relaxed, leaning against the edge of the bath, feeling the warmth of the water as she hugged Fitia in her arms.

"I heard that Sully and Flami have teamed up." Fitia did not resist Kimparo's actions and naturally leaned on the other party's shoulder.

"It's a tricky thing for them to join forces, but for me, it's all the same." Kimparo sneered.

"Hmph, you always think that your subordinates can be invincible, and when the time comes, don't come to me for help with a sad face." Fetia snorted coldly, pushed Kinparo away, and stood up to leave.

"Then we'll see." Kinparo turned and watched as Fettia left the bathroom.

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Lebit Territory - Pochaton.

Popchadon was located directly west of the royal domain, and although it was relatively small compared to the other noble domains, it was surrounded by strong walls on all sides. At the heart of Pochaton is a tall tower, which is the residence of Lebit. The whole of Pochaton is like Lebit's own kingdom.

Not only the appearance, but also the interior, is different from other territories. Pochaton was originally the largest prison of the Netherworld, but under the transformation of Leibit, it became an "ordinary" town. In Pochadon, Nether criminals are treated as slaves, and whoever commits any wrong, no matter how big or small, is sent to Pochadon and he loses his freedom.

Leibit and his cronies considered it a "paradise", where there were no aborigines and slaves were everywhere. Leibit and his men manage these slaves, "playing" them in their favorite way, and if someone in other realms is willing to pay money, they can also pick slaves.

And in the tower of Leibit, on every floor, there are slaves he has scavenged from all over the world, even if they are humans from the continent of Ostia, there are several.

Pochaton has become the darkest and most depraved place of the Netherworld. When the old Emperor Hades was alive, although he was dissatisfied, because Leibit's family had been the warden of the former Pochaton Prison for generations, and had a certain prestige, the Old Hades Emperor was not easy to say.

Playing with different slaves every day has almost become a daily necessity for Leibit, and it is still no exception today.

"Phichic, don't you see I'm busy?" Faced with the man who suddenly broke into the room, Lebit seemed to feel a little displeased.

At this time, the slave under his feet was in tatters, and his body was full of pinhole marks. Lebit's hand and the table next to him were filled with long needles of various thicknesses, so you can imagine what had just happened here.

"Lord Lebit, I don't want to disturb your interest, but I have information that I must report immediately." Pixich said apologetically.

"What's the matter?" Lebit kicked the slave under him to the ground, then sat on the other's back, crossed his legs and asked.

But at this time, neither Leibit nor Pixich noticed that a dark shadow was watching everything in the corner of the room......