In this black hall, surrounded by amphitheater-like seats, powerful high-ranking spirits occupy all the seats, and in the center of the hall a middle-aged man in a black gown is giving an impassioned speech. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Those perfidious liars don't deserve to live in such a wonderful world! ”

"Have you forgotten? How did they deceive us in the first place? Think of how many warriors we have died in the Demon Realm and the Abyss! Those are bloody lessons! I am firmly against the truce! We must make them pay the price! I propose that the king come to this world, we don't need anyone's charity, this land is our due!"

"Seconded!"

"Seconded!"

A series of voices sounded, for the undead, the battle with the demons and the abyss is an eternal pain in the heart, there is no shortage of relatives, lovers, friends between the undead, and in that long and torturous war, they lost a lot, they thought they could get rid of the painful and embarrassing living environment, but never thought that it was just a complete conspiracy and lies.

Not long ago, the White Tower Council and the Wanderers proposed a truce to the undead, in which the White Tower Council and the Wanderers proposed to stop the war for survival, agree to the undead to live in the present world, and offer to provide another large piece of land in exchange for the lost territory of those kingdoms.

"Silence!" said an old man sitting on the most noble seat, slapping the table vigorously.

"The king must not leave the underworld, or the god of death and life will notice our presence, and only if the king continues to stay in the underworld can he deceive their perceptions! Do you want to expose the entire undead to the catastrophe for your own selfish desires?" the old man sternly examined the other high-ranking undead on the table.

Under the old man's scrutiny, this group of powerful and unruly high-level undead actually lowered their heads timidly, it is difficult for people to imagine that such a scene is real, and an old man who looks like he is about to die has such a great deterrent power.

"Now that they have proposed a peaceful truce, it means that they can't hold on anymore, we are undead! have endless lives, and their mortal lives are like a short candle, the proposal makes us dissatisfied and refuse, we have endless time to fight a war of attrition with them, even the demons and the abyss can't help us, why should we be afraid of this group of weak mortals?" said the bloodless old man calmly.

"If half of the people in this world are transformed into half-dead, will the god of death and life still be determined to destroy us? Another man in the most noble seat spoke.

"Madman, before the other gods will wipe us out!" the old man said, turning his head angrily.

"No, maybe the little guy of Lessenlu is right, and in this way we may be able to liberate our king. A strange man in a black cloak spoke, looking a little interested in Lesenro's proposal.

"Even you, I don't agree, we have been exposed to the forces of all sides, and now we are still planning to do such a flamboyant thing, we will inevitably be targeted by other gods! The god of death and the god of life alone make us miserable, if we add some more, do we have any room?" the old man was surprised that Tanatos would be interested in the proposal of the Lesen family, and bothered to explain.

"Leeway!?" at this moment, the man in the center of the hall suddenly asked in a voice an octave higher.

"When will we have room to speak? As long as we are discovered by the god of death or the god of life, we have no way out at all! The head of the family is right, if half of the people in the world are half-undead, then the god of death and the god of life still want to judge us and have to weigh it, and the matter of liberating the king is imminent!"

"What about the other gods? Shouldn't we have to fear any other gods besides the god of death and the god of life!? you are playing with fire! what you are doing is burdening the king!" said the old man, spitting, but the majority of the hall agreed with Lesenlu's proposal, and for a moment the old man seemed helpless.

"I agree with the proposal of the Brahma Table Family, we are undead, what we have is time and them to consume, they can't come up with a proposal that satisfies us, it's a big deal to continue to fight a protracted war, there is no need to take such a risk to test the bottom line of other gods, and we shouldn't add more burdens to the king!" said Bethanynie, who had been standing beside Tanatos.

But only a few people support the conservative proposal of the Brahma Table Family, and more people are biased towards the proposal of the Lesen Lu family, for no other reason, the proposal of the Le Sen Lu family is good for them who want revenge, and they are blinded by hatred, they just want to avenge the deceased, and they don't think too much about the situation of the undead after defeat.

This is the first time that the undead have been divided among themselves, and it is the first time that the undead, who have always been united, have such a great difference of opinion.

"Allow me to say a word, I have synthesized the proposals of the two, and there is no doubt that Mr. Van Table is nothing more than to think about the future of the undead, and at the same time completely loyal to Lord Pruto, while Mr. Lesenlu is more inclined to avenge everyone, but in order for Mr. Lesenro's proposal to succeed, the premise is that Master Pruto is needed. A tall knight in black armor said.

With that, the knight stepped down from his seat and walked to the man in the middle of the hall.

"However, as we all know, our king must stay in the underworld to ensure the effectiveness of the barrier, if we let our king leave the underworld, the god of death and the god of life will be the first to notice our existence, do we want to gamble on whether we can convert half of the world's half-undead before the god of death and the god of life find out? No, at least I don't think so. The Black Knight Knight shook his head and said.

"My name is Haken Bishelev Lawrence II, I serve in the Black Eagle Knights, and I am now the head of the Knights, and countless of my comrades-in-arms have died in that damned unbounded (the gap between the planes), and where are there more blood relatives who have been transformed into the undead with me! I am no worse than all of you present when it comes to hatred! I would love to slash the deceivers who have caused such consequences! In that case, why don't we unite demons and the abyss?"

"With their help, we don't need to bother disturbing our king at all!" said the Black Knight, clapping the Eagle's Head Medal on his chest.

"Demons are our mortal enemies like the Abyss! we don't need their help, and if we have the chance, we'd better kill them all!" said a bloodied banshee at the ordinary seat.

"Get out, you damned renegade, have you forgotten at whose hands your comrades died?, and dare to offer the help of demons and the abyss!" another banshee shrieked.

The whole hall fell into chaos, and from time to time there was a banshee scream from the seats, compared to other undead, the emotions of the banshees were obviously much more intense, even the high-level undead like the lich could not withstand so many banshee screams, the soul fire in their eyes kept beating and looked restless, and the blood clan covered their ears in pain, pushing to the side to get out of this place.