Festering Island is a country within a country. The residents of the island are not ruled by the bone tyrant at all, because there is another undead king on the island whose glory is not inferior to the bone tyrant - Pythagoras, the Festering Dictator. This one

The island has gradually evolved from being uninhabited at the beginning to being prosperous today, just because a large number of props are sold at low prices. If the player wants to get the same benefits in the "Waiting City", he must be a member of the officially designated guild. Interesting

Yes, members of the officially designated guild must purchase props at the original price after coming to Festering Island.

In addition, some newly born undead guilds were unable to obtain floating islands due to various factors, so they reached an agreement with Pythagoras to rent land on Festering Island at a very cheap price and establish their own guild base. So far, they have

Three small guilds have completely fallen to the side of the corrupt dictator. Now there is an international voice saying that Pythagoras is a legendary hero and a revolutionary who dared to challenge the dictatorship of the bone tyrant. To him

He received more praise than criticism, and troubadours even used him as the theme to compose new poems. The themes of the poems were all about praising freedom and hope.

It is a self-evident fact that Festering Island is in opposition to the "Waiting City". However, the bone tyrant, who has always been known for his cruelty and ruthlessness, did not take any measures against Festering Island, which surprised people who paid close attention to the situation in the Twilight Kingdom. According to relevant experts

Judgment, the Bone Tyrant is not appeasing the traitor, but he lacks the strength at hand, so that he has to miss the best opportunity to kill Pythagoras. And Pythagoras also knew this very well, so he dared to do it again and again.

Provoke the Bone Tyrant without breaking out. Both sides are patient and focused on development. Once the balance of power is broken, one side will definitely launch a storm-like offensive to crush the opponent to ashes.

Only then will the Twilight Empire be completely stable.

Now, Pythagoras was on the top floor of the Meat Tower, meeting with an envoy who asked the adventurers to cover up and sneak to the island.

"Hello, it's our first time meeting you. On behalf of the most glorious Griffin family in Big Bow, I would like to congratulate you." The messenger knelt down on one knee. He originally didn't want to kneel down to the despicable person.

From the moment he arrived on his errand, he decided to communicate with Pythagoras in a slightly arrogant manner. But now, he couldn't help but kneel down, not because of the hellish scenery along the way, nor because of the other party's strong strength, but because of the hellish scenery along the way.

It's the other party's extraordinary brilliance.

The Pythagoras in front of him did not look like a despicable person at all, but more like an emperor living in poetry and legends - he was perfect. He was wearing red clothes, with a tall and strong posture, and a black cloak.

The right shoulder is knotted, covering his left hand and left chest; the white bone glove he wears on his right hand is so thick that even a sword cannot cut it; there is a black cane in the glove, which slightly reduces the murderous aura brought by the military uniform.

; His eyes are menacing. This kind of person likes killing most, so he must take the lead, that is, he is easy to respond to everything. He is perfect! He is obviously a despicable person, but he exudes a unique personal charm, just like those famous figures in history.

Emperor! Who can say that such a figure is not convincing enough?

Therefore, the envoy respectfully regarded Pythagoras as a superior and did not feel inappropriate at all.

Pythagoras stood up with his staff beside his throne, stood up from his throne, and stretched out his right hand: "Please rise, distinguished guest from afar."

After the messenger stood up, he smiled and said: "Your Majesty, the inside of your tower is very different from the outside." Before he climbed up the tower, he thought that the floor and ceiling inside the tower were also made of wriggling flesh and blood, but unexpectedly they were made of bones.

The space that was formed. The throne that Pythagoras sat on was also made of bones skillfully glued together.

"Because I was afraid that you might feel uncomfortable, I temporarily modified it." Pythagoras said, and a clone brought the bone chair.

The messenger could only smile bitterly. Although bones were less disgusting than flesh and blood, they were more eerie. If nothing else, he felt chills all over while sitting in this chair. He felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, so he changed the topic:

"Your Majesty, is this island alive?"

"It depends on how you define 'alive'. From the perspective of us undead creatures, of course it is alive." Pythagoras licked his lips and said softly: "Can't you hear it asking for food?

Crying? It has just been born and needs a lot of nutrition. Oh, wait a minute..."

A figure jumped in from the window, but it was tens of meters high in the sky. Who could come in so briskly?! More importantly, he moved too fast, and he was next to Pythagoras in a flash, with a flash of silver light.

Flash out!

This is an assassination!

At the moment when the messenger's exclamation came out, the clone standing by sneered and stepped forward, blocking the incoming sneak attack with his body. The clone gave up the resistance, and while the weapon penetrated the flesh, he firmly clamped the assassin's neck with both hands and exerted force.

A twist. The assassin was not a living being, and could still move even after his neck was twisted. But just when it was about to take out the dagger and stab again, a cane like a pitch-black javelin stabbed straight into one of its eyeballs, stabbing it unimpeded.

Pierced by the fire of his soul. After suffering such a heavy blow, the assassin's hand dropped softly and finally stopped moving.

"Haha, you're shocked. June Sunshine is very close to the Assassin's Guild. There are always some guys who think their life is too long to assassinate me. It's a pity that I am with this island. I have millions of pairs of eyes." Bi.

Dagorath withdrew his cane (when did he hold it in his hand?), his expression as smooth as if he had just ejaculated. His clone showed the same expression and dragged the assassin's body away.

"Your Majesty, I, I want to ask..." The envoy was in shock and could not speak smoothly: "I heard that you can devour enemies and take away their proud skills?"

"Yes." The dictator sat down again, and in the moment he turned around, the stain on the end of his cane disappeared.

"So, don't you have hundreds or thousands of skills?"

"It can be said that it is, or it can be said that it is not. I do not fully grasp the essence of skills and cannot combine them to deduce new skills, so the total number of skills is extremely large; but I only have a few crucial skills, and the rest

I have assigned all the skills to my clones. The same goes for June Sunshine. When he captured Big Bow, he devoured an unknown number of lives and acquired the skills of the dead. However, he could not cover everything, so he used 'Gate to the Starry Night'.

'Reasonably distribute the skills gained to the clones."

"You alone are enough to fight an army!"

Pythagoras smiled and said: "Every undead king is equivalent to a full army of undead. This fact is no longer necessary to discuss, I think."

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"The Waiting City", Royal Palace.

Qingyi sat with a faint smile on his face. He was thinking about how to deal with the Canker Island. There is no doubt that with his own inaction, Pythagoras's prestige will surely grow day by day, and he will continue to take away his people and wealth.

In addition, this act of dividing the country has given foreign forces an opportunity to take advantage of it. Now Bigbowo is deliberately trying to build Canker Island into a bridgehead against the Twilight Empire, and is constantly beautifying the image of Pythagoras.

, trying to manipulate public opinion. You should really look at those lies - "Oh, if the Twilight Empire is under the leadership of Pythagoras, the world will be peaceful" - Peace to your system!

At this time, Brian walked into the meeting hall, like a scentless purple flower floating in the wind. He said: "Your Majesty, are you worried about the Festering Island?"

"Yes." Qingyi sighed tiredly and leaned his back on the throne. He would rather have this one thing to worry about.

"I have an idea, but I don't know if it's feasible."

"Say it."

"'One country, two kings', that is, 'one country, two kings'." Brian noticed the change in Qingyi's expression and asked, "Is there any problem?"

Qingyi smiled: "No, I just think it sounds familiar... You continue."

"'One country, two kings' means that under the premise of a Twilight Empire, the main ruler of the country is you; Festering Island is an integral part of the Twilight Empire. As a special administrative region, it maintains its original system and ruler for a long time.

.This policy has the following basic points: first, one empire; second, two kings coexisting; third, a high degree of autonomy; fourth, peaceful negotiation."

"The undead creatures are still negotiating for peace? Stop joking!" Xue Duo interrupted at every opportunity.

Brian didn't seem to think he was joking, but replied seriously: "In fact, it is possible. The current situation seems to be on the verge of breaking out, but neither we nor Pythagoras dare to start the war lightly. We

The strength is severely damaged, and Pythagoras's foundation is not stable, so both sides need time. However, we cannot do nothing. As a king, you should speak out on this matter, so... this "One Country, Two"

Wang's negotiation plan is your best choice."

Xue Duo directly transformed into a black humanoid, leaned on the armrest of the throne, and argued: "But there are two kings in a country, no matter how you sound, it is outrageous, especially in a group of undead creatures that are naturally stupid and loyal.

!Of course I didn’t mean to veto you, please don’t misunderstand me!”

"Lord Xue Da, you still don't understand what I said. This is just a plan, a temporary measure to stabilize the Festering Island, not an iron rule that will last forever. It only expresses our attitude and does not really make a promise.

What."

"Then the other party will definitely not believe it." Xue Duo was unconvinced.

"Indeed, it is impossible for the other party to trust such a treaty, but we both do not trust each other to begin with, and now we are just looking for a window for dialogue. I have long foreseen that this will be a long war of words. Maybe we really should

Recruit people who are good at negotiating.”

Qingyi interrupted at this time: "To be honest, all undead creatures are very inconsistent. Finding someone with negotiation skills is simply more difficult than climbing the 'Key Mountain'."

"So, Your Majesty, what do you think?"

"'One country, two kings' is just 'one country, two kings'. I can't think of a better way than this. Before the day after tomorrow, I want all countries on the mainland to know about this."

Brian bowed his head deeply: "You made a wise choice."
Chapter completed!