Although the Night King's strength is still above that of the Ancient Gods, it would still be difficult to subdue him. If the two sides were to clash head-on, he would not gain much advantage.
In this world, they are always outsiders, and compared to the deeply entrenched demons, they are still somewhat inferior.
However, his advantage lies in his intelligence.
To be able to become a prince, one's methods and cunning are naturally beyond the reach of ordinary people.
"From what I've observed, this guardian has probably lost about 30% of his strength."
The blue-robed leader estimated for a moment and said, "Perhaps it will be lower than I predicted, so this is a very good opportunity for Your Highness."
"However, our most important goal now is to find the Demon God."
Night King was still somewhat hesitant. "Night Forest certainly won't just stand by and watch us attack this protector, but if we eliminate him as well, we might alert him."
The reason the Night King had been hiding behind the scenes was that he wanted to sit back and watch the two sides fight, and then emerge to reap the benefits when both sides were exhausted. He didn't want to be exposed too early and get involved, nor did he want to become enemies with the demons too soon.
"That's simple, just separate the two sides."
At this moment, the strategist zombie spoke up, "The demon race and the god race are sworn enemies. Miss just subdued a goddess from the divine realm who has not yet turned into a zombie and is very powerful. If she comes forward, we can both point the finger at the divine realm and clean ourselves up. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone."
"Hahaha, not bad, not bad at all, truly excellent, worthy of being called a strategist."
The suggestion was immediately approved by the Night King, who then gave him the order, "Strategist, this matter is entrusted to you."
"Your Highness, rest assured, I will make it look beautiful." The zombie strategist accepted the task with an air of arrogance.
For the rest of the time, everyone was on the move, but during the journey, they could always hear a woman's cries coming from the coffin at night.
Normally, someone would have come to investigate after hearing this sound, but those present were either demons or zombies. In their eyes, humans were simply food, so they didn't pay much attention.
What the other person wants to do, whether it's to abuse or enjoy the food, is none of their business, and they can't be bothered to care.
About seven days later, as the group passed through a village, the strategist zombie spoke.
"Your Highness, this place is perfect."
The strategist zombie transmitted his voice, "We can use the excuse of hunting blood to replenish our strength, and then we can hunt separately. When the guardian is injured, Ye Lin will definitely leave alone to find food for it. That will be the best time for us to make our move."
"What if the other side doesn't separate?" another zombie couldn't help but ask.
"If we don't separate them, we can create opportunities for them to separate."
The strategist zombie said confidently, "I can adapt to such a simple scheme."
"Alright, do as the strategist says." The Night King made the final decision, and no one said anything more.
Although the entire divine realm is currently under martial law, most people have moved to cities.
However, in the mountains and fields, one can occasionally encounter small villages that are reluctant to leave their homeland. The gods in these villages are not very powerful, making them the perfect targets for these deities.
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