Underworld!

The Bone Court of the Undead!

This is where the god-level powerful beings from the underworld meet.

A group of god-level undead are discussing plans to attack Angormulos.

The strength of the underworld is not as good as that of the gods, but if the gods are regarded as the strongest plane, then the underworld, the demon world, the abyss, and the Zerg are the second batch of planes, with a large number of god-level strongmen.

Attacking Angromloth right now is not just a matter for the gods.

All ambitious people who want to obtain the [World Core] and attempt to control the world will not avoid this war.

But on the surface, everyone was fighting under the slogan of "obeying the call of the gods and cleaning up the remnants of the second generation."

"How is everyone preparing?"

Above the bone courtyard, a huge white skull spoke first.

The god-level undead below nodded one after another.

"I don't care what you are thinking or planning right now, but you must remember one thing..."

The skull looked around at the dead souls in the court and said in a deep voice, "The internal struggle will be resolved after we get the eight Pandoras and kidnap Anno.

Before the Gate of Summoning opens, anyone who attacks the people of the Underworld for their own selfish reasons will be hunted down by all the god-level undead spirits!"

A sinister laugh came from a corner of the Bone Courtyard.

"Hehehe, Lord Oguga, we will all listen to you now!"

The soul fire in the eye sockets of the huge skull flashed, and it gave the order: "Then let's begin, let your undead army enter the battlefield and kill the living as much as you want!"

whoosh whoosh whoosh~!

One after another, figures disappeared from the Bone Courtyard, returned to their own territories, and began to prepare for the plane teleportation.

According to the plan, the entire underworld will flow into Angomlos from one location.

By then, a tide of tens of millions of undead will sweep across the entire southern continent of Angormloth!

…

An Nuo looked at the silver-haired lady in front of him, a smile appearing on his lips.

"You know what, you now look a bit like the statue in the Summoning Temple that hasn't been consecrated yet."

The first time Anno saw Philomena, he could recognize her without the [Observer] - with Philomena's current strength, Anno could not see through her even with the [Observer].

"Who are you smiling at all the time?"

Philomena stepped in silver high-heeled combat boots, walked up to An Nuo, raised her head and said coldly: "Not only have I unlocked the seal and restored my memory, but my strength has also improved.

How dare you do those things to me over the years? If I don't punish you, I will be unworthy of the name of the God of Summoning!"

"Um?"

An Nuo instantly felt something was wrong.

Philomena's memory has been restored, and her personality seems to have changed.

The previous Philomena's strength and memory had not recovered, and her body shape was that of a little girl. She was indeed bullied by An Nuo many times.

But now, this big Philomena is going to get her revenge!

"Anno, what have you done to Philomena over the years?"

Destiny, who was standing next to Philomena, had brighter eyes. He stopped coughing when he spoke and ran to An Nuo, asking him to describe the whole process. "Tell me in detail! Tell me in detail!"

Seeing that Destiny looked like a bystander, An Nuo turned his head to look at Philomena and asked, "Who is this old man?"

"Ahem...please allow me to remain mysterious for the moment."

Destiny spoke before Philomena could, "We two can't get to know each other yet, or something terrible might happen!"

Anno smiled and said, "Is there anything more terrifying than Angomelos being attacked by the gods and the outbreak of the Third War?"

An Nuo had just said it casually, but he didn't expect Destiny to nod seriously and say, "Yes!"

Perhaps influenced by the serious tone of fate, An Nuo asked nervously, "What is it?"

Destiny gradually moved aside, revealing Philomena behind him.

An Nuo: “???”

"You were allowed to spank me before, to let your summons bully me, to let you disrespect me!"

The god hunter David, who was outside the door, heard the "pa pa pa" sound coming from the room, and a curious expression appeared on his face.

“Huh~!”

Philomena, with blushing cheeks, raised her head with some excitement. She felt so happy now that she had let out her anger.

After she cancelled the sealing skill and restored An Nuo's freedom, she said calmly: "An Nuo, from today on, you must serve me well, worship me, and believe in me! Only in this way will I protect your safety in the three wars. Otherwise, hehe..."

As she spoke, Philomena raised her fist.

An Nuo, who was standing aside, seemed to have suffered a huge blow and stood there in a daze.

My butt still felt a burning pain. Philomena really didn't hold back just now.

And Fate looked at Philomena with a dull expression, thinking in his heart: Philomena is so brave, she...she will definitely regret it in the future!

"Why, are you unhappy?"

Philomena glared at Anno when she saw him looking at her unconvinced.

"What I want to say is... I am now considered the chief of the Expedition Alliance, so please give me some face in front of outsiders."

Although he said this, Annuo didn't think so in his heart.

It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

There were twenty slaps in total, and Annuo remembered them all.

"It's time to get down to business!"

After achieving what she wanted most in her heart, Philomena regained her royal sister's demeanor and said calmly: "A war has just occurred at the weak point in the space of the Roland Empire. The enemy has been repelled by us temporarily, but they will soon launch a second wave of attack.

This time, it is estimated that it will not be an attack on a certain weak point in space, but it is basically certain that all the weak points in space will be attacked at the same time.

It’s not just the gods who come here.

People from other planes have already received the news and will join the war against Angormloth.

Is your expedition alliance ready?"

An Nuo said with a heavy face: "Judging from the current situation, the alliance can't hold on at all. But... I want to know the strength of the Dream Stealer!"

Philomena rushed over from the battlefield of the Roland Empire, and Annuo had already learned the relevant information.

Annuo was very curious about the mysterious dream stealer.

Philomena raised her eyebrows and said, “Then let me tell you some good news, the Dream Stealer was a subordinate of the second generation of the God of Summoning during World War II.

After the fall of the second generation, they knew that they would be liquidated, so they left Angromlos and sneaked into other planes.

During the Plane Blockade War hundreds of years ago, the Dream Stealer also came out to assist Angomlos.

Today, almost 1,400 years have passed since World War II, and the strength of all planes, led by the Divine Realm, is recovering.

The Dream Stealers hiding in the dark are also growing stronger! "

An Nuo immediately perked up and asked, "How big is it?"

Philomena snorted and said, "The Dream Stealer's predecessor was a subordinate of the Second Generation, a legion that fought against all the enemy camps of the Second Generation during World War II!

More than a thousand years have passed, and their descendants are eager to know whose sword is sharper now! "