In the city of bones under the cover of night, there was the sound of cups being changed, and ten skeletons with flickering soul fire sat on the throne made of bone.

"What did you summon us for, King of Dry Bones?" said the skeleton sitting on the throne on the left to the King of Dry Bones in the center.

The soul flame in the Dry Bone King's eyes flickered, and he looked around the main hall to see a famous general drinking. The drink ran down his chin and fell to the floor.

The aroma of wine spread out, and the ghosts and others who were sitting not far away subconsciously frowned.

Since the last time the army was defeated and withdrawn, it had recaptured the Youdu City once, but it didn't want the defenders of the Dark Main City to be strong and could only return in vain. I had no choice but to go to the City of Dry Bones and steal my life.

"High Priest, it's better for you," the Dry Bone King's gaze fell on the old man sitting next to the ghost.

The High Priest of the Shadow slowly stood up and saluted to the Dry Bone King: "I have received the exact news that the Terrans have formed an alliance and are attacking with the strength of the whole clan. Therefore, I take the liberty of asking the King of Dry Bones to invite the kings to discuss this matter."

"The human race is attacking with the strength of the whole race?" the nine bone kings forgot to glance at the same time, and said subconsciously.

A glance looked over and asked the high priest, "What evidence do you have to prove that the Terrans will attack with all their might?"

"This is the decree of my lord," the high priest said to the bone king with a reverent expression.

The Dry Bone King, who was sitting on the throne in the middle, let out a piercing laugh: "Soul Swallowing, I haven't seen you for many years and still have such a big vigilance, is it possible that my Dry Bones has an indescribable purpose in summoning you?"

"Forgive me, you don't have the guts," the Soul Eater Bone King said to the Dry Bone King.

Immediately after that, the rest of the kings let out a strange laugh at the same time, not knowing whether they were laughing at the Dry Bone King or the Soul Devouring Bone King.

That trace of fire gradually faded in the sound of this strange laughter, and then disappeared.

Seeing that the laughter was getting smaller, the Dry Bone King said to them, "If you are not completely sure, will I inform you of the mobilization of the people?"

"Bring it up," the Dry Bone King shouted outside the main hall.

A skeleton in armor strode over with a scroll of bamboo slips in his hand, and bowed to the King of Dry Bones: "Meet the kings"

"Present it to the nine Bone Kings," the Dry Bone King commanded the skeleton warrior.

The skeleton warrior hurriedly stepped forward, raised the bamboo slip in his hand to the top of his head and handed it to the ten bone kings, and replied loudly: "Yes"

The bamboo slips were circulated in the hands of ten people, and a trace of indescribable emotion gradually spread.

"Terran's battle plan?" the Soul Devouring Bone King subconsciously exclaimed.

The shadow sitting in the middle of the hall quietly pricked up his ears, pretending to be addicted to fine wine, and listened secretly.

A smug smile appeared on the corner of the Dry Bone King's mouth, and he explained to them, "Do you still have any doubts now?"

"I can't figure it out, why would this person do this?" The nine Bone Kings looked at the Dry Bone King at the same time, obviously full of doubts in their hearts.

The King of Dry Bones looked at the High Priest and said to the crowd, "The High Priest should be more familiar with this matter than we are."

"This is an idle move laid out by our lord, but I didn't expect him to sit in such a high position in the human race," the high priest said to the ten bone kings.

The Soul Devouring Bone King asked the High Priestess, "Since he is already in a high position, how can you guarantee this person's loyalty to the Immortal Emperor?"

"He was never loyal to the Emperor of Hades, he was only loyal to himself," the High Priest said slowly.

The Bone Kings glanced at each other, and the Dry Bone Kings showed more interested eyes, but they didn't speak, but waited for the rest of the Bone Kings to ask.

A skeleton sitting next to the Dry Bone King slowly spoke: "That means this person's words are not credible"

"On the contrary, he is very credible, after all, he has a big heart," the High Priest explained to the King of Bones.

Without waiting for them to speak, he continued: "He wants to take advantage of this opportunity to achieve the Legendary Realm in one fell swoop, then he can only choose to become the Emperor of Men to have this possibility."

"What a big breath, just because he still wants to be the emperor of men?" all the dry bones said at the same time.

The so-called emperor is not a simple title, but the king of the first race in the ancient world, and can be named after the emperor. Although the Bone Clan is powerful, they are divided into ten, so they can only be called kings and not emperors.

Unless the status of the Bone Clan is ensured, the Ten Cities can be called the Bone Emperor in one. Otherwise, it can only make the hundred clans laugh.

"Isn't that what we need?" said the high priest to the King of Bones.

The bone kings looked at each other and smiled, and they were silent.

The King of Dry Bones looked around and said to everyone: "This king summoned you to inform you of this matter, and secondly, why don't you want to push the boat down the river to exterminate the human race in one fell swoop, but I don't know what you think."

"Exterminate the Terrans?" the Soul Devouring Bone King and the others glanced at each other at the same time, gradually falling into deep thought.

The Dry Bone King said to everyone, "Do you feel that the world seems to be a little different during this time?"

"It's different?" a thought flashed through the minds of the nine Bone Kings at the same time. A look of disbelief.

The High Priest took the opportunity to speak, "Have you forgotten the prophecy of the Emperor of Hades?"

"Countless years later, when the flames of war spread to all corners of the battlefield of the Hundred Tribes, when the Underworld is united again, it will be the time when the road of legend will be opened," the High Priest said loudly.

The Hades are the collective name of the Ghost Race and the Bone Clan, and now that the two clans converge, they naturally thought of the word Hades again.

The soul flames in the eyes of the ten bone kings exuded raging flames, knowing that the suffocating aura was coming.

Nine of them looked at the Dry Bone King, "Is this the real reason why you summoned us here?"

"Not bad," the Dry Bone King replied loudly.

The nine Bone Kings stood from their thrones at the same time, and said in a firm tone: "The soldiers and horses in our hands can be driven by the Dry Bone King in this battle, just to open the road of legends."

"Happy, with your words, after this battle, we will definitely become legends," the Dry Bone King smiled heartily.

Then he shouted to the top of the main hall: "Soul change wine, today I will not get drunk and return"

"Yes" There was a violent cry from outside the hall, and a jar of black wine was embraced.

The soldiers of the bone clan happily picked up the soul wine and poured it into their mouths, and the soul wine flowed down the mouth into the body, turning into a little light to moisten the body. Compared to Nafan wine, this is the real wine of the bone clan.

The phantom who was drinking muttered a few words to the ghost in front of him, and then confessed his guilt to the surrounding bone clan generals, got up and walked out. Although there was a trace of sorrow in his heart, he did not show it on his face.

Looking at the back of the ghost, the ghost gradually revealed a contemplative look. He took a deep breath and gave a look to the people of the Ghost Clan who were sitting behind him. Those people of the Phantom Clan nodded secretly, and quickly got up and walked out of the main hall.

Complex emotions spread in the bottom of his heart, and the ghost lifted a jar of wine and poured it into his mouth, forcibly dispelling the doubts in his heart, and savoring the fragrance of the wine to the fullest.