The palace of Youdu under the night is brightly lit, and countless Youdu generals push cups and change lamps, which is very lively.

This time, the army went out to kill 100,000 elites of the four-city alliance of the human race, sweeping away the grudges of the past 20 years.

The ghost sitting on the throne casually picked up two bottles of wine, stood up and walked to the shadow sitting on the right hand.

Seeing the ghost of getting up, the generals who were drinking put down the wine bottle at the same time and looked at it together. His eyes fell on the wine bottle, and his eyes shone brightly.

Hearing the voice, the shadow hurriedly looked over, and when he saw the ghost coming, he hurriedly got up and saluted: "King"

"This battle is a shame, and the widow respects the general with a bottle," the ghost said to the ghost, handing a bottle of wine in his hand to the shadow.

Phantom respectfully took the wine bottle and replied to the ghost: "Thank you for the wine."

As soon as the words fell, the two of them drank the wine bottle in their hands at the same time.

The ghost looked around at the generals who were drinking with an empty wine bottle, and suddenly became proud in his heart: "Twenty years, the widow has worked hard for twenty years." Now that my Ghost Clan is gradually regaining its strength, it's time to show the strength of my Ghost Race to all the races in the world."

"This battle is not the end, it's just the beginning. In the previous blood feud, the widow wants to get it back with the human race," the ghost said to the generals.

As if infected by the heroic spirit of the ghost, all the generals stood up at the same time and saluted respectfully, and replied in unison: "We are willing to follow the king and revive the prestige of my ghost clan."

"The widow and the general will encourage each other" blurted out subconsciously.

Then he turned around under the gaze of the generals and walked in the direction of the throne. At that time, the ghost clan was almost broken, and it was he who made compromises to get the peace of the outside. Now that twenty years have passed, and the strength is gradually restored, it is time to start showing sharp fangs.

The sound of footsteps shattered the atmosphere of the place, and a ghost guard walked quickly.

Hearing the sound of hurried footsteps, the generals' eyes looked over at the same time, and saw that the clothes on the guard's body quickly suppressed the displeasure in their hearts.

The Shadow of the Temple looked at the guard with a look of disgust in his heart.

The royal power and the divine power are opposed to each other, and now the divine power within the Yu clan is strong, and the royal power has almost formed a suppressive trend. If it weren't for that delicate balance, I am afraid that a large-scale conflict would have broken out long ago.

"The oracle has come, and the high priest is waiting in the palace garden for the king to come and confide," the temple guard said respectfully to the ghost.

The ghost thought quickly, suppressed the trace of displeasure in his heart, and looked around at the generals: "The widow has gone to see the high priest, you can enjoy the wine here for a good life, and you can return only after you have had your heart."

"Obey the order", the generals will lead in unison to the ghost.

The ghost turned and strode out of the main hall.

......

In the small pavilion in the garden of the palace of Youdu, the old man stood with his hands in his hands, and the whole person seemed to melt into the darkness.

The "High Priest" ghost quickly walked into the small pavilion and shouted at the old man.

The High Priest of Shadows turned to look at the ghost, and for a moment the ghost seemed to step into a dark ocean.

Although this feeling is fleeting, the ghost can still clearly feel that the strength of the high priest has improved a lot.

"I've seen the Great King" The high priest bowed to the ghost, and his tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

The ghost looked the high priest up and down, and showed a smile at him: "The strength of the high priest is refined, which is really a great matter for my ghost clan."

"This is all the grace of my lord," the high priest replied to the ghost.

The ghost's lips moved, as if thinking of something, but in the end there was no exit.

No one said anything, and the place suddenly became silent.

After a while, the high priest spoke to the ghost: "My lord is about to wake up"

"Wake up?" the ghost subconsciously blurted out, even as a king, in the face of such a major event, he also lost the city of the past.

Looking at the gloomy change in expression, a smile appeared on the corner of the high priest's mouth, but it was followed by a serious look: "My lord's awakening has reached a critical moment, and I hope the king will keep it a secret."

"The widow understands," said the ghost to the high priest, his heart beating violently.

The high priest looked at the surrounding darkness: "My lord has issued a divine decree, my ghost clan is about to face a great disaster, if the city of the hidden capital is broken, let the king immediately abandon the hidden capital and go to the city of dry bones"

"I'll prepare the temple for relocation, too," the High Priest said to the ghost.

The ghost was stunned for a moment, and looked at the high priest in disbelief: "Will my ghost clan have a big disaster?"

"Impossible, my ghost clan is in the sky, how can there be a great disaster" The ghost thought of the triumphant army and said to the high priest.

The high priest looked at the ghost, and his tone was very firm: "This matter is destined by God, and it cannot be changed."

"Besides, even if the Phantom Clan is not in great trouble, they must move to the City of Dry Bones as soon as possible," the High Priest's tone gradually became stern.

A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the ghost, and now the ghost clan finally has the atmosphere of Zhongxing, how can they move in a big way because of the high priest's words.

Thinking of where there was any kingly demeanor here, he asked the high priest, "Why?"

"Whatever the king's plans are, the temple will be the first to move in three days," the high priest said to the ghost.

As soon as the words fell, he seemed to think of something, and reminded the ghost: "My lord has a word, today there is an acquaintance who the king will never forget, and the catastrophe of the ghost clan is about to begin."

"Who?" asked the High Priest without thinking.

The high priest looked at the ghost and slowly spit out two words at him: "Yi Shuo"

"Yi, Yi Shuo?" Hearing these two words, the ghost's expression changed greatly, thinking of the catastrophe twenty years ago that almost wiped out the ghost clan, and subconsciously clenched his hand into a fist.

The murderous aura spread, making the dark night a little colder: "Terran, do other races want to work together to destroy my ghost race?"

"If you are so widowed, what are you afraid of?" said the ghostly murderous spirit.

The high priest sighed at the ghost: "Didn't the king find anything different in the past twenty years? For example, my ghost clan can show the image of Zhongxing in just twenty years, not to mention the short-lived human race"

"In all fairness, the strength of my Ghost Race is only equivalent to a city of Terrans," the High Priest said slowly to the Ghost.

After a slight pause, the high priest showed a hesitant expression, but then he still said the words on his lips: "Yi Shuo is in the place of laughter"

"Thank you, High Priest," the ghost bowed to the High Priest.

Looking at the respectful ghost, the high priest couldn't help but say more: "Please think twice about the migration, if one day the city of the dark capital is broken, don't forget that my shadow temple is waiting for the king in the city of dry bones."

As soon as the words fell, without waiting for the ghost to reply, he took a step and walked outside the small pavilion.

Looking at the departing High Priest, his ghostly eyes flickered, and he gradually fell into deep thought.