A conference that decided the fate of the undead, in the uncontrolled screams of the banshees, became like a vegetable market, no, it was a more chaotic scene than the vegetable market, and even a few mentally weak soul suckers were shocked to death on the spot, and the two empty eye sockets could be seen endless resentment, obviously it never thought that a high-level undead would die so aggrieved on his pig teammates. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"You shrews! this is a serious venue, not a graveyard for you to cry wolves!" Haken scolded angrily, pointing at the banshees.

"Shut up, you renegade! You must have been corrupted by the abyss! You are a traitor hiding among us!" a blood banshee soared into the air and swooped down on Hakon.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man in a luxurious dress hurriedly retreated to the side, afraid of being scratched by the dizzy blood banshee.

The black knight Haken raised his hand and clamped the neck of the blood banshee who pounced, lifting it in mid-air, the sharp nails of the blood banshee scratched on Haken's gauntlet, making a disturbing noise, the nails came into contact with the black steel, and the sparks splashed and left a few shallow paw prints, after all, the black knight is the strongest frontal force in the undead army, and the blood banshee, a special undead who is good at soul attacks, is not the opponent of the black knight at all.

"Sisters, that renegade black knight of dog X actually dares to beat our people, everyone go up together!" A banshee who was crying wolf howl, seeing that the situation was not good, hurriedly shouted, and suddenly a large group of banshees flew out of the surrounding seats, and pounced towards Haken with teeth and claws.

"You men don't have any good stuff, they're all wolf-hearted stuff!" a banshee cursed as she grabbed Haakon's armor and scolded.

"What do you want that lump down there, let the old lady cut it for you!" said the other banshee, grabbing Haakon's crotch.

"MD, stinky, you stop Lao Tzu!" Haken screamed, ignoring the attacks of the other banshees, and quickly reached out to protect his crotch, but failed to let the banshee succeed.

Seeing such a comical fight in the center of the hall, the Van Table jumped in anger, what kind of place is this? This is the council hall of the Imperial Palace, which is projected into the palace of the Emperor of the Underworld, this is a solemn place designed by Pruto himself, how can he make such a vulgar scold again.

"You all stop me!" Van Table had never been so emotional, and his voice, which had always been calm, even raised his voice a few octaves, like an old hen whose neck was clamped, making an extremely ugly sound.

The undead are different from other forces, this kind of big event has always come through a large number of undead voting, but I never thought that because of differences of opinion, there would be undead fighting here, which made Fan Zhuo, as a loyal defender of Pruto, really have no face, although I knew that this group of undead was too boring because of eternal life, and became all kinds of weird, but this kind of behavior of not caring about anything happened for the first time.

Thanatos got up and put his hands on his back, looked at the seats that were almost scattered, it seemed that the memories had stopped for the time being, shook his head helplessly, and left the venue with Bethany.

"Teacher, do you really agree with the Lesensen family's proposal?" asked Betherphone, walking out of the room.

"Their proposal was new, creative, but flawed, but then the little black knight's proposal was much more practical, and it was up to the other children to accept his proposal, after all, it was not so easy to let go of a grudge. Thanatos said that if he had done his own thing, he could easily manipulate the minds of the undead, but as the creator of the undead, he preferred to let the undead decide for themselves.

The undead are not recognized by the world, but they do arise in this world, but unlike other creatures, the undead are not controlled by the gods of fate, so Thanatos thinks it is much more interesting to leave their fate in their own hands.

After a few days of education, Van Zhuo harshly educated the Blood Banshee and Haken, as well as the High Undead, and mediated the conflict between them, telling them not to make trouble in the meeting hall no matter what happened, otherwise their voting rights would be permanently revoked.

The second meeting began, picking up where the previous one had left off, and Haken stood in the middle of the hall wearing the armor covered in banshee paw prints.

"I know that all of you here do not hate demons and the abyss much worse than you do for those deceivers, and for this reason I have done a deep self-reflection, and I would like to explain once again my proposal, which has been improved after reflection. Before I talk about my proposal, I would like to say a word of apologies to all the banshees present, for which I am deeply sorry that I did not care about your thoughts. Haken earnestly asks for forgiveness.

"Oh, don't say that, Lord Haken, it's also to blame our sisters for being too straight, since you have apologized to your sisters like this, then let the past pass, you are still our good ~big~ people~" The Blood Banshee said angrily, sitting next to them was a group of lichs, even the undead like the lich, who had a strong spiritual defense, felt a chill and squeezed towards the soul sucker.

"Like last time, I propose to join forces with demons and the abyss for the time being, please note my wording, it is temporary, just like humans, we can also use demons and abysses to make them both consume each other, while we wait for the time to take care of all our enemies in one go, once and for all. Haken said what he offered.

"But where do you get your confidence, the demons and the abyss can't see this, what if they wait for an opportunity to bite us back?" asked the middle-aged man from the last council.

"Hahaha, for demons and abyssal monsters, there are countless delicious races in this world, and they don't have the heart to gnaw at our bitter and astringent bones. Haken laughed three times and said.

"What is our purpose? Is our purpose just revenge? We all know what will happen to demons and abyssal monsters when they cross the border, and when they are over in this world, what difference will there be between this and hell?" the middle-aged man asked sharply.

The debate continued, and a cloaked shadow whispered in Tanatos' ear.

"Stand down. Thanatos dismissed his servant and stood up.

The crisp sound of the chair pushing was so obvious in the argument between the two that all the undead turned their eyes to the rising Tanatos.

"This is the end of the debate, it seems that our 'friends' in the present world can't wait any longer, and the Council of the White Tower and the Wanderer's emissaries are asking for an audience outside the city. Thanatos said lightly.

But his understatement fell on the ears of the other undead, but it was like a thunderbolt, and the venue became noisy in an instant.

"Lord Tanatos, what should we do then?" asked Van Zhuo as he stood up and looked respectfully towards Tanatos.

"Let them in, we haven't made up our minds yet, are we? Thanatos replied, and then moved towards a noisy seat, which would be fine if it appeared among his own people, but would be disgraceful if outsiders saw it.

A powerful, depressing, dark aura poured out of Thanatos' robes, an aura more oppressive than eternal death, and no matter whether it was the most dark ghost, the most powerful bloodline, or the most mentally resistant lich, all of them trembled under this power.

As all the undead did not dare to move, the assembly hall naturally became quiet, as if from the noisy and noisy market to the secluded and uninhabited deep pool in an instant, even if a needle fell on the ground, it could be heard clearly.