Undead lords have more or less quirks. The more powerful and ancient they are, the more so. The long years always require some hobbies to pass the time. As time goes by, the past memories turn into fragments, and new memories accumulate in a mess.
, the personality has become a little abnormal, too normal.
"Is this another way of saying that you will become perverted if you are too lonely? It's really convincing, you're so perverted. You're so weird."
"Shut up, damn cat. How about we calculate the age gap between us and see who is more perverted... Okay, put down that innocent eggplant."
This is especially true for the Undead Emperor. They are all undead among the undead. Only the paranoid among paranoia can reach this point. I have never seen a mentally healthy Undead Emperor. They are either schizophrenic or neurotic.
Or they are severely paranoid. Anyway, they are just a group of weirdos who think everything is normal and do nothing weird.
During the conversation with Sandro, I was surprised to find that he was quite normal... Yes, I was surprised, just because he was relatively normal.
His logical thinking is very clear, he is very reasonable, he is able to communicate, he can even make a little joke, and he can communicate normally, which makes people shed tears of gratitude.
"What do you mean? It's as if the other undead emperors are all madmen who start fighting at the slightest disagreement and want to destroy the world..."
"Ahem, look at that over there."
Heloise was a little dissatisfied with my map cannon, but I just pointed her to look at the demon army that was pouring out from the gate of the abyss over there, and her voice became smaller and smaller.
Hypnos has once again refreshed my lower limit. Those abyss portals are transforming towards permanent plane gates, and the door to the death plane is closing. As long as this continues, this place will become the devil's new territory.
"Is he Lei Feng who likes to help others? He doesn't know that at this point, even if this land is conquered, it will not be the territory of the undead. Or, what he wants is a conquest that cannot be conveyed and is no longer needed.
Oh...cough. I mean, since we can’t get it, we might as well destroy them all.”
Although I was joking, I was actually in a bad mood.
Suddenly a powerful devil's aura suddenly rose in the distance. This was another devil king entering this main plane. In the past, it was supposed to take the blame... I mean the gods of order who slay demons and demons. This
It's very possible that he won't show up at all this time.
In a sense, our alliance can be regarded as a separation from Holy Light. While we have gained independence, we can no longer enjoy the benefits of the past.
This wave of demons can only rely on the alliance of humans and the gods of the underworld. One main god leads two demon kings, and there are endless demon armies. Just thinking about it makes one's head grow bigger.
But from another perspective, this is also an opportunity, an opportunity to show one's own strength and confidence.
As long as they win and prove that the Hades side is fully capable of protecting their dependents and able to compete with the Order side, as long as they can hold on, the originally unknown Hades side will immediately become famous.
Heaven and hell are just a stone's throw away. Opportunities and crises exist at the same time, it just depends on how to grasp them...
"If you lose your focus again, that guy will be gone."
"Ahem, aren't you keeping an eye on me? I trust you."
At this time, we were playing tail-stalking, and the person being followed was the mummy lord who was clearly tied up with straps but was wearing a suit.
Wearing a black suit, tuxedo, round hat, black cane, and monocle, he was obviously a mummy with limited mobility. But he was dressed like an aristocratic butler from three hundred years ago, which left a deep impression on me.
He was a close confidant of Sandro, not an ordinary close one. When communicating with him at that time, Sandro, who had difficulty speaking, even let him become his "mouthpiece".
Perhaps, by following him, I will find Sandro himself.
The mummy of the old gentleman walked very slowly, and this kind of undead could not come quickly, so it was enough to hang from a distance. When he turned into a soul-calling tower, I decided to appear in front of him.
After all, we are allies, without quotation marks. Rather than continue to play stalking, it is better to talk directly.
"...that, Phil?"
If he remembers correctly, it should be this name, but my appearance made him stunned for a moment, and then he became obviously happy.
"Your Majesty Roland... please come here and be careful."
Simple words reveal too much information.
As a close confidant of Sandro, he has to be careful here. Who should he be careful about? Why be careful?
Ten minutes later, we completed the transaction under the cover of darkness... I mean, we completed the exchange of information on the "traitor".
It turned out that it was almost as expected. Sandro had fallen out with Hypnos long after the previous war and left with them.
And he keeps Phil here just to provide intelligence to the human coalition. Even if I don't meet him, he will take the initiative to come to the door and provide information to the human coalition.
"What a cunning old man."
"Indeed, old slippery man."
Heloise and I had the same opinion, but Phil in front of me was very embarrassed. He was speaking ill of his boss to his face, but it was hard to offend both His Majesty.
Sandro is indeed very cunning. His existence is just to continue to play soy sauce in the army of the undead, and no one can instruct him to go to the battlefield and work hard, and he deliberately... It is only possible that he fell out with Hypnos on purpose, just to give him
A reason for "surrendering" to humans also says, "Hypnos and I are not on the same side, so don't blame me for Bayer's blood feud."
Then, with our recommendation, it will be easier for him to be accepted by the entire human society.
The only victim was probably Hypnos himself. He obviously won the battle, but found that he had been betrayed by everyone overnight.
He worked so hard to win the battle, and then not only did the allied forces break up, but they also cut off his sources of soldiers and food, and left him to his enemies. This was not an ordinary act of excess. No wonder he was so angry that he directly pulled the reinforcements from the abyss to destroy him.
world.
"This is selling out to teammates, it's a bit despicable."
"This is selling out your teammates! It's super despicable."
Phil was even more embarrassed. Could these two adults say something nice? Although everyone knew it was the truth, they couldn't let him say it in front of his subordinates. It would make him better to convey it or not. What to convey?
He seems very petty, and if he doesn't convey the message, he seems to be a bit disloyal to his leader.
Of course I don't care what Phil thinks. Being able to meet him also saved me a lot of effort.
Then, I planned to run away...
Challenge the undead and the devil alliance? I don't want to die young and have the cause of death marked as "stupid" and "overconfidence" on my tombstone. I think Dead Cat and the others can really do it.
It's not possible to run away. If there are other circumstances, we can still try something. But the tyrannical Lord, the Lord of Demons, is here, and I don't want to try to challenge the Lord God alone again.
Although others think that my ability to expel hypocrites and kill Seraphs is due to my personal strength, I know in my heart that I am still far from being a god-level existence. I can do these things, but I have special abilities and have prepared special preparations to deal with them.
The targeted killing weapons of demons, angels, and devils...
"Speaking of which, the devil is also on the list of chaotic creatures and was restrained by my killer weapon. How about giving it a try..."
A bold (death-seeking) idea appeared in my mind. Perhaps, with my combination of abilities and mental arithmetic, I could actually do something.
What if it fails?
Personally, I am very confident in my ability to escape. The worst I can do is try to escape for three thousand miles again.
If you don’t take a photo, you will offend the devil and be chased by the devil?
What a joke, haven’t I offended you thoroughly enough? I guess the mortal that the tyrannical lord wants to kill most is me. Once he wins and occupies this area, no, as long as he establishes a firm foothold in the main plane, he will dig three
They will all look for me to take revenge.
“Since success or failure is acceptable (it’s already bad and can’t get any worse), then why not give it a try.”
After gathering my attention, I gave Phil a friendly (what I thought) smile in front of me and ignored the rudeness of the other person's abrupt step back. At this time, I had to rely on local snakes.
But first….
The scene around me switched instantly, and I returned to the familiar black land of Hades.
"Let's ask the opponent's old teammate first, little Tias, does your housekeeper have any powerful abilities? Is there any weakness? What's the key point?"
Others always bring an old man with them, but I carry my opponent's former teammate with me. Anyway, teammates are for sale these days, so let me give that little devil a surprise and a welcome ceremony. (To be continued.
