"Gott...... Ged ...... Ged ......"

Located in the Icecrown Castle in the southern part of the main plane of the undead, in the long and wide main street, a team of death knights rode through the tall and solemn palace on death horses, they were fully armed, their eyes were calm and deep, and even the war horses were covered with thick armor, and they could feel the heavy killing intent emanating from them from afar.

Followed by undead warriors, necromancers, witch doctors, etc., heavy meat grinder wheels rolled through the central main street, like a meat-like abomination followed, the Shikachi stone statue constantly emitted a strange light, and the huge shadows flashed in the sky from time to time, it was the body of the Frost Dragon, and from the desolate sound of the horn, the entire Icecrown Castle was filled with an atmosphere of impending war.

The roads were lined with the undead watching the excitement, watching the grand military parade and pointing at the army of natural disasters like a torrent of steel.

"His Majesty the Divine Emperor is going to go on another expedition, it seems that it has been just over the last war, right?

"It seems that this time it's not the Plague Legion, but the Forgotten City in Hokan......" said another undead.

"Isn't the Forgotten City occupied by the orcs? We're going to go to war with the orcs? God, our God's hypochondria has finally been cured...... It's incredible. An undead exclaimed.

The orcs of the Forgotten City have been driven out by some forces, supposedly undead, who call themselves the Scourge Legion...... The leader also calls himself the Lich King, and after all, this expedition is still the undead fighting the undead......" said another undead citizen after a moment's thought.

"yes, every time...... Our God Emperor is too powerful, he can't beat the angels, the orcs, the demons, the abyss, the forces of either side, and in the end, he will only take out the anger of the undead...... I think if the Forgotten City is still in the hands of the orcs, Fismarck will not dare to go to war if it is ten guts......"

The other undead had a mocking look on his face, he was already resentful of the power of the Scourge Emperor Fismarck.

"Yes, yes, yes, the plague legion is the same, every time they say that they have won the battle, but every time they flee back in disgrace, and the loss of countless black crystal coins is in vain...... Such a leader is really incompetent......" The undead's words were quickly answered.

"It is said that on several occasions when we were forced back by the legions of Hell and Abyss, and before we received the declaration of war, our dear Divine Emperor Xià was so frightened that his heels went soft...... Hurriedly withdrawing troops...... After the withdrawal, he had to write a letter of apology, and he lost all the faces of the undead...... "Another undead echoed.

"yes...... Oh, yes...... Our undead have become the weakest beings in the main plane, and anyone can bully us, and even the evil alliance looks down on us......"

"Seriously, I'd love to see Lord Saruman, the Dreadlord of the Plague Legion, lead his army back and hang this incompetent king...... " At this point, an undead citizen said indignantly.

"Shhh

Just as everyone was in the middle of the discussion, an older undead stopped them, he looked around vigilantly, and whispered, "You guys don't want to die?" speak carefully, there are quite a few people around who are watching, if it reaches the ears of His Majesty Fismarck, hehe...... I don't think you can save your ten heads......"

When everyone heard this, there was a look of fear in their eyes, and they immediately fell silent, and everyone quietly watched the military parade that they had watched many times, and after a while, an undead suddenly shouted, "Look...... His Majesty the God Emperor came out......"

At this time, the high palace pavilion came out, and a rickety figure appeared, he was full of white hair, wearing a black robe, and his thin figure was wearing a pure gold crown, this was the God Emperor of the Cataclysm - Fismarck, the supreme leader of the Calamity Legion, I saw him walking over with full steps, appearing in the grand pavilion ceremony.

"It's time for us to cheer......"

An undead said with a wry smile that the only role they could play in the boring parade they were forcibly dragged to this was this.

"Long live the Emperor Xià ......"

"Hooray......

Fismarck stood on the high platform, his face expressionless, his eyes staring down blankly, the excessive alcohol had emptied his body, and he waved his arms weakly, answering the cries of tens of thousands of undead subjects below - although he didn't know how many of the cries of his subjects below were sincere, but he didn't care.

Fismarck cared about his power, he cared about the identity of the successor of the Scourge Legion, and when he heard that another Scourge heir had appeared, it undoubtedly stirred his sensitive nerves.

Tito, the commander-in-chief of the Scourge Legion, stood beside the Scourge God Emperor Fismarck, he was wearing a military uniform, fully armed, and the medal on his shoulder was engraved with the symbol of a skull, and his not tall figure was straight, his expression was full of majesty, which was in stark contrast to the Vismarck God Emperor who was always unable to lift his energy beside him.

"Don't you think about it again, my dear Commander-in-Chief...... Does a Scourge's Scepter make you feel so important?" said to Tito without looking back, as Emperor Fismarck waved his hand to the cheering undead subjects below, "As long as you nod your head, all the honor is yours!"

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty the Divine Emperor, I think I've made it clear that I won't do anything to the owner of the Scourge......" Tito shook his head and said calmly but firmly.

"You know, that's ...... for me? It's a betrayal...... I'll put you to death......"

Fismarck's eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned his head suddenly, his gloomy gaze was fixed on Tito, and the murderous intent kept flashing in his eyes, "Even if you are the person I trust the most, I have to do this......"

"It's your right...... His Majesty the Divine Emperor ...... "Tito's face was always calm, without a trace of fear. "But before that, allow me to go home and say goodbye to my family......"

Fismarck stared at Tito for a while, and then slowly withdrew his gaze, he was a sensitive and suspicious person, even the most trusted Tito would not allow him to enter within ten steps of his side, Tito was able to stand side by side with him, that was because - he handed over the godhead, at this moment, he did not have any power, just like an ordinary undead, no, it should be said that even an ordinary undead is not as good, even the undead acolyte is stronger than him.

Once he surrenders his godhead, he will no longer have any power, and his lifespan will become like an ordinary undead because he has lost his power.

Fismarck knew that it was useless to threaten Tito with death, since he had surrendered his godhead, he was no longer a god, and it was destined to end in death, and what Fismarck valued was Tito's prestige in the army.

"Boom...... Rumble......"

At this moment, there was a loud roar in the main street of Icecrown Castle, and the heavily armed Death Knight surrounded a delicate figure, walking quickly, his heavy iron hooves neatly stomped on the ground, and the whole street shook slightly.

At this time, the cheers of the undead subjects reached a climax.

"Adele...... Adele ......"

At this moment, Adele was walking slowly on a death warhorse, her steps were not fast, but every step was firm and powerful, the aura on her body was completely different from the beginning, as soon as she appeared, the powerful momentum suddenly pressed like a mountain and a sea, making everyone present feel suffocated.

Adele inherited Tito's godhead, and at this moment, she is already a god.

"Adele...... Adele ......"

Adele didn't respond to the cheers of the crowd, she walked slowly with a grim expression, the powerful death divine power spread, and some subtle voices reached her ears.

"Adele, who is this guy?"

"I don't know, the soldiers told us to shout like that......"

"All I know is that she is a student of the Royal Military Academy of the Scourge Legion, and Tito is her mentor!"

"Oh my God, His Majesty the Divine Emperor is crazy?

"It is said that it was recommended by Tito himself......

"That's outrageous, isn't it?"

Hearing these words, Adele had to smile slightly wryly, those people were not wrong, before today, she was just a student of the Royal Military Academy of the Scourge Legion, a small leader of the Thirteenth Death Knights, this was still promoted by Tito's mentor, not to mention those ordinary subjects, even in the army that went out, there were many generals who didn't know who she was.

This qiē is all arranged by the teacher......

Quietly sensing the power of Godhead from the depths of her soul, Adele couldn't be happy anyway, because she knew that the mentor had let her inherit the Godhead, but the price was his life.

Adele was aware of some rumors of feud between Emperor Fismarck and Mentor Tito, so before taking on this task, Adele repeatedly asked Emperor Fismarck to ensure the safety of Mentor Tito - at least for the rest of his limited life.

His Majesty the God Emperor agreed, and Adele appeared in the square of the pavilion ceremony as the commander-in-chief.

Fismarck's heart was full of murderous intentions, but he didn't, his promise to Adele included this, this female death knight with a godhead is much more difficult than Tito, who has been loyal to him all his life, Fismarck doesn't know what Tito means, but he is confident that he will turn an ordinary student of the Royal Military Academy of the Scourgeon Legion into a new Tito.

More powerful and loyal than Tito.

Adele walked to the center of the parade square, jumped off her warhorse, took off her helmet, and her long hair flew in the wind.

At this time, the entire parade square was silent, and countless eyes were staring at the tall figure in the center of the square.

Adele took a step forward, her face holy and solemn, she knelt down on one knee in front of the Cataclysmic God Emperor on the high platform, and her deep voice spread far away through the divine power of death.

"I ...... Death knight Adele, swear in the name of the knight that I am loyal to my lifelong reverence for the God of the Calamity, His Majesty Fismarck, and abide by my heart, and I will have no regrets in my life! If I break this oath, may the sword in my hand abandon my soul and be banished from the depravity forever......"

"I accept your allegiance...... Your Highness Adele, may you achieve a brilliant victory in this battle......" Emperor Fismarck said slowly.

At this time, Adele raised her head, her gaze slowly swept over the God Emperor Fismarck, and fixed on Mentor Tito beside him, she took a deep breath and raised her voice at the same time.

"Long live the Emperor Xià ......"

"Long live the Emperor Xià ......"

In an instant, all the undead were infected by Adele's enthusiasm and spontaneously cheered, and the sound swept through the entire Icecrown Castle like a tidal wave.

"Do you think Adele is up to the task?" Fismarck said to Tito as he greeted his subjects with a false smile and a gently waving arm.

"I don't doubt her strength and loyalty, but I doubt her ability, if it weren't for your full recommendation, I would never consider it, she's too young......"

"Adele is a military genius, ......there is no doubt about that," Tito smiled knowingly as he looked at Adele, "It's just that her qualifications are too shallow, and I'm worried that she won't be able to convince the public, but I believe ...... She can fix that......"

Fismarck didn't speak, his gaze looked down, the look on his face cloudy.

Adele rode the death horse, and at this moment her eyes were no longer confused, and she no longer hesitated, only to pull the reins of the horse violently.

"Departure ......"

The army of millions of undead marched through the gates of Icecrown Castle and headed straight to the north, a civil war between the undead, slowly kicked off, and the shadow of the civil war once again hung over the entire undead main plane, whether it was lost or won, it was not a thing to be happy about for the undead......