The continent is vast, and any living creature seems insignificant, compared to the fierce battle in the swamp on the other side of the continent, the distant capital of the undead, Eternal Night, the predecessor of the Dylan Kingdom, seems unusually silent at this moment.

The light in the hall made of bones flickered and dimmed, and the candle flame was deliberately reduced, and the dim light dragged deep marks on the texture of the wood.

On the long table of locust wood was a blood-red liquor, and there was a sense of tranquility in the air.

Some of you are not too comfortable with the strong negative energy, but they are all holding back their emotions and waiting for the meeting to begin.

If Tang Ruiyi was present at this time, he would definitely be able to recognize most of the "people" present, such as Twilight Trickster Subtle, Shadow King Ambra, Fire Djinn Nazelu, Plague Dragon Boniger, and characters who were once familiar in the game gathered together, and the long-lost apocalyptic prospect came again.

I don't know when, the cry of the living and the lonely yellow sand of the desert filled the distance, and an ethereal voice sounded:

"Lord of the Desert, Guide of the Ecstasy, Possessor of the Supreme Scepter......"

Just as lions have their own territory and glory, this long list of titles and deeds is a competition between individuals, especially between kings.

The Spectre Messenger finally finished the long list of titles and walked back to the door of the hall to lift the curtain for its master.

The Desert Wraith Staff slowly walked through the Hall of Bones and walked to the center of the hall to stand across from the Twilight Trickster, bowing slightly to everyone present.

If people are impressed by the Desert Wand's title of merit, their appearance won't disappoint them either. Nearly seven feet tall wrapped in bandages and gold silk, the body had an evil wave that even demons were inferior to, and he held a proud scepter in his hand. One of his eyes was blinded by Anubis during the struggle for dominance of the desert, while his left hand was crippled in a debate with the Sphinx.

Every king has been through more wars than anyone else in the mortal world, and it looks like he will experience more in the future.

The two "people" looked at each other solemnly, let alone blinking, and no part of their bodies moved, after all...... None of them are alive anymore.

Twilight's subtle body was shrouded in an old blood-colored cloak, and the dark blue flames in her eyes flickered with a sense of indignation:

"I haven't seen each other for three hundred years, and you're still not dead?"

"Life and death? He asked briefly, which was in keeping with his character.

Subtlety responds appropriately. "Today we have a common goal and a common interest. ”

The staff tilted his head and said. "Bury the past in the sand. ”

After proper etiquette, the two sides finally put down their grim faces, and Dai Wei smiled at his opponent, "Long time no see, I'm glad to see that you haven't turned into dry bones with the yellow sand, it seems that we can fight for thousands more years." ”

The faint and friendly words surprised the people present, but they didn't expect the two rivals to be willing to let go of their past grievances.

In response, the rod returned a kind compliment. "Then I don't have to worry about your deadly fangs. ”

A silent smile echoed through the hall.

The 265th Abyssal Invasion Conference has officially begun.

The fire giant spirit Nazelu said excitedly: "At present, it seems that the thirty-two Abyss Frontmen we have sent to the mortal world have achieved very brilliant results, in addition to bewitching a large number of mortals, most of the Frontmen have also built some small Abyss Gates, it can be said that they already have quite strong strength!"

Ambra, the King of Shadows, continued: "Judging from the few spies we have planted in the Heavenly Realm, the new generation of God King 'Coral' is not qualified enough to convince the public, and many gods are still respected on the surface, but in private they are completely disobedient. A considerable number of Divine Servants are weak in strength and weak in mind, and under our perseverance, they have easily thrown themselves into the arms of the Abyss, and have confessed all the information within their authority, so that we can even temporarily learn about some of the movements of 'Coral'. ”

"Hey, those stupid guys never expected that many countries in the mortal world would have been firmly under my control for a long time! If this continues, I'm afraid that I won't have to wait for the divine war to come, and the entire mortal world will be completely reduced to our playthings, tsk!"

Suddenly, a sneer sounded, and a huge bone dragon covered in green flames lay there: "You're too happy too soon! Until now, we haven't found out the true layout of 'Coral'!"

"Do you know? As early as more than a hundred years ago, the heavenly realm secretly sent a large number of angels and divine servants to the mortal world, and made a triple plan, the first is a divine servant disguised as a prophet and a sage to guide the world, although the strength is not strong, but it is simply a god-like existence for mortals, and the second angel can even have the ability to think and learn simply after a period of time, but what is even more terrifying is the highest-level god clone, they are responsible for purifying evil, modifying the rules of chaos, forcibly closing the space-time rift, Race balance adjustment, memory modification and other abilities. ”

"Hmph, if I remember correctly, a year ago, the Chlorine Pioneers tried to kill the king of a small country and replace him, but they were spotted by the statue of the god enshrined in the temple, and then thrown into the furnace of light and burned to ashes!

Everyone was dumbfounded, they couldn't imagine that the Heavenly Realm had expected this scene a long time ago, and it had begun to lay out more than a hundred years ago, which was simply unimaginable!

The plague dragon continued to say with a cold face: "And now the 'White Sword Saint', who is known as the strongest in the mortal world, has a swordsmanship and has touched the edge of the law, I thought he was just a lucky person with a little talent at first, but judging from the time span of his cultivation and the birth time that coincided, he must also be a person from the Heavenly Realm! However, in the future, everyone must order their subordinates to kill them all if they encounter an opportunity, and they must not hesitate at all!"

Everyone talked and agreed, and at this time, the cane suddenly stood up: "Your Majesty, I think I have a way to deal with him." ”

Say. ”

The staff bowed slightly, waved the staff, and a brilliant yellow sand appeared out of thin air, condensing into a passage, and everyone showed curious eyes.

But when he saw the figure in the rolling yellow sand, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. "What? Why did this lowly human step into the sacred Hall of Bones?"

He asked angrily, the previous friendly atmosphere swept away, "He should stay in the tombstone." ”

"Trust me once. The staff shook his jaw in vain and explained. "This guy is Bajmonro, a key figure who can make us win, and his value is great prestige in the mortal world. ”

"And what role does he play?" asked the faint further.

"He will open the door for us. The rod repeated.

"Then we've got the key, too!" said Youwei. "What's of use to us now? He can't fight alongside our warriors. ”

The staff glanced at the trembling Bajmonro, and forced himself to hold back his disdain for this dog who had gone out of the garden, "Humble human, say it yourself, or I will find a place for you to bury your bones on the battlefield." ”

Badj Munro had tried to make eye contact with the indifferent gaze of the Desert Wraith, but in vain. He said as confidently as he could, "When the mortal world is covered by the abyss, you need someone to help you manage the living, and I am that person. ”

"Oh, and what do you get?" the Twilight Trickster growled slightly.

"Comfortable life," replied Bajmonro, with a frenzy in his eyes. "And a supremacy, that's all. ”

"Humph!" the Twilight Trickster snorted slightly. "He will betray his people, and one day he will betray us too!"

With that, he took the longbow from his back and aimed it at Bajmonro.

The scepter in his hand shook violently, and knowing that one thing was wrong would ruin his entire plan.

The arrows are shot at humans with a thick amount of negative energy.

Bajmunro used his greatest willpower to force himself not to tremble, and even though death was imminent, he did not resist in the slightest.

At the last moment, a streak of yellow sand wrapped around one end of the arrow, and the tip of the arrow swept past the throat of Bajmonro!

............

———— Archmage Bajmonro, the great sage of our time, some say he is mad, when these people often disappear for no reason, leaving only a puddle of slime.

But it doesn't matter, this is just the beginning of the cooperation between them-

Prostration couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes at the moment, and countless undead knights would move out the materials of the library one after another.

The Plague Dragon kept looking through the information, and after a pause, it turned back to the human in front of it and asked, "Say, it has cost a lot to save you from the staff." ”

"Your Majesty, Plague Dragon, I know of a way to quickly defeat the Sacred Court of Oz. Bajmonro bowed his head and replied in a dry voice.

"So what?" he glanced at it, his gaze falling back onto the spread out tactical map.

"I want to share my opinion. ”

There were a few disdainful sneers around.

The bone dragon raised its head to cover the sky, and the small sound immediately subsided. It paused for a moment before saying, "I see, you go on, but I hope your method works, or I wouldn't mind having multiple skeleton mages under my hands." ”

Badjmonrobi nodded respectfully:

"Although the three elders of the Green Fields Court are united on the surface, they are in danger inside, and Swift, a disciple of the noble Ranger Master, has been sent to the Great Swamp, and the factional dispute is already on the verge of breaking out, so we can take the opportunity to sow discord and secretly fan the flames. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a discordant voice came from the conference room, and it was a giant with red skin and a golden mustache who could not help but speak, and he snapped his fingers and said in a strong voice:

"Smack, Lord Bonig, this human may be lying to us, I've never heard-"

Suddenly, he paused, and the spirit skin was unstable, for it saw a pair of silent pupils staring at it, and the silence and disregard for life made him obediently shut his mouth.

There was a chuckle around him, and the sarcasm contained in it made him shake his head in annoyance.

The plague dragon raised his head and swept over everyone coldly: "You are all beings who are free from the shackles of the rules, and you are looking down on each other in your own realm, but this is the Hall of Bones, the eye of the abyss, and I hope that some of you here will put yourself in the right place." ”

"Finally, I propose: In view of the fact that there is still a big gap between our strength in the mortal world and the side of the gods, in addition to making proper use of mortals, we should also cultivate an extremely powerful existence and send it to the mortal world, named 'Black Heavenly King', to compete with the 'White Sword Saint', what do you think?"

After discussing for a long time, everyone finally made up their minds to cooperate, this is also a helpless thing, if you want to live longer, you have to please the abyss, and the way to please is blood sacrifice! The sacrifice of a large number of souls and flesh is what they really need.

If we continue to send strikers, it won't have much effect, so we have to concentrate on making a desperate bet.

The plague dragon straightened up, the earth trembled, and many bones and slag fell sparsely on the roof, and it read, "In that case, this is the end of this meeting, and may the abyss cover the earth—"

All the kings stood tall and replied in a deep voice: "May the abyss cover the world—"

Then, silently, as they watched as the crowd departed, the plague dragon lowering his head and his gaze falling back to the map once more. It starts with the Raven Harbor, the waterfall trail to the south, and the hard-to-defend redwood trees.

If the method provided by the human works, the army may be able to bypass the Obscuration of the Green Fields and enter the Stone Ring Circle, so that the elven army will surely retreat to the Wonderland Forest, where the Great Druid has always been their friend, and it feels the malicious look in the depths of the forest far away.

It smiled coldly. Although the Recalcitrant Great Druid joined them, there were also many Wisps who chose to succumb.

But when he thought of the gods, an imperceptible worry appeared in his terrifying eye sockets: "As a god king, it is impossible for 'Sango' not to be aware of the invasion of the abyss......, so what is the purpose of sitting idly by?

The setting sun was about to sink into the ground, and its light shone on the newly buried grave, desolate and helpless...... The twilight tent grew darker and darker, and although Sunset changed the color of the tomb slightly, who could describe how miserable the color of the tomb was at this time?