CHAPTER 497: CHAPTER 418: THE FISH TOOK THE BAIT

Bang!

At the alliance meeting, Emperor Withered slammed his fist on the table, angrily shouting at the other four allies.

"We can’t keep letting them continue building like this!

If they keep building, the road will soon reach my doorstep!"

The Phantom Queen sneered, "Why be afraid? Isn’t that perfect? Once they build the road to your doorstep, you can deploy your troops directly and march straight into his Imperial City along the road they’ve built."

With a gritted voice, the Withered King growled, "Do you have a death wish, you foul woman? I’m supposed to charge straight into his capital?

All along this road, every so often, there’s a fully armed war fortress!

How could I attack? With what? You want me to fight to the death with him while you all reap the benefits, huh?

Let me tell you, don’t be so gleeful.

You all know very well how fast their insane engineering progresses!

Once that road reaches my doorstep, it’ll only be three days until it reaches your territories and five days to completely connect all alliance members’ pathways!

By then, let’s see if you can still laugh!"

At this point, the other four members of the alliance couldn’t pretend to be deaf and mute anymore.

Indeed, for giants of their stature, two or three days is just a blink.

Moreover, letting the opponent continue building in this way is truly frightening.

"You might as well speak openly."

Suddenly, the Divine Witch Demon, the Singer, slowly spoke: "The continuously advancing fortifications on the White Bone Plain are indeed concerning, but what truly intrigues us are those peculiar magic mushrooms within their territory.

Or rather, their crops.

I’ve detected remotely that the Holy Flame Nether Mushrooms planted here are the same as those in that man’s four cities.

This means these mushrooms also have the capability to absorb the Immortal Power from Nether Beach and store it.

This kind of mushroom with such magical capabilities is appearing for the first time throughout the entire Nether Beach.

One must admit, this man has some skills.

I believe everyone is quite interested in this.

After all, the Nether Beach is exceedingly barren."

With a cold snort, Emperor Withered sat back in his seat, the Phantom Queen smirked silently, the Cang Yan Knight remained silent, and the Shadow Lord extended a pale arm from the endless darkness.

"His ambitions are vast. If we let him continue to develop, it will no longer be a matter of just twenty thousand troops.

With the Nether Mushrooms, any so-called geography, terrain, or resources will become meaningless.

The only thing that could define his war reserves would be territorial size.

Just the Sulfur Mountain Range alone had allowed him to amass such an army, and if the entire White Bone Plain became his farm...

Gentlemen, do you really think those twenty thousand never-before-seen Immortal creatures are only for road-paving and city-building?"

The Cang Yan Knight drew his Knight’s Greatsword and nailed it to the table, "For the alliance, we must take the initiative.

I propose that you send your forces to my city, so I can command them in a unified assault."

Emperor Withered laughed heartily, "Iron head, are you mad? Or do you think we’re as ridiculous as you?

Since when did you, this iron-clad fool, learn to be humorous?"

Unexpectedly, the Phantom Queen chuckled sweetly, "I agree."

Beside them, the Shadow Lord retracted his arm but answered, "I also agree."

The Withered King was a bit baffled, "What do you mean?"

The Singer, shaking his Nether Fire-head, laughed, "Withered King, you know that your territory is closest to their constructed road, basically losing strategic space.

Among our five households, only the Cang Yan Knight’s territory is furthest from the current progress of the other side.

Only he still has the space to gather troops and wage war.

If we tried to gather forces at your place, we’d first have to remove the nails in our own front yards.

If that were the case, what would be the point of assembling for battle?"

The Withered King was somewhat reluctant, "I don’t feel safe entrusting our forces to this traitor!"

Among the five giants, the Cang Yan Knight was once a subordinate of the Withered King but later went rogue after his power had grown, leading a large army of Headless Knights to establish the Cang Yan Knight Territory.

As a result, the Withered King suffered significant losses and had some territory swallowed up by the Shadow Lord and the Phantom Queen.

Naturally, the Withered King didn’t trust this trio’s alliance.

Fortunately, the Singer was an old acquaintance of the Withered King and understood his temperament.

"At a time of life and death, we should stand united and put aside past grudges temporarily!"

"Ha, of course you say that since you’re not the one at a loss!"

The Singer waved his large hand, "After this great battle is over, Withered King, you can have priority in picking the spoils. Moreover, to compensate for what the other three did to you before, you can receive an additional reward.

As an oath on the Immortal, how does that sound?"

The other three were evidently quite discontent, but under the Singer’s formidable gaze, they had no choice but to lower their heads for the time being.

Seeing the Singer give him a way out, the Withered King didn’t insist much and nodded accordingly.

After all, even he didn’t want to offend the powerful Divine Witch Demon.

Who knows what kind of ancient spell this old thing might wield, both chaotic and immensely powerful?

Offend anyone, but never offend a Witch Demon, as the longer these guys live, the more tricks and hidden cards they have, especially not a Divine Witch Demon.

"Then, since everyone agrees, the Contract is thus formed. Under the Immortal Sovereign, words are no longer necessary!"

The other four giants also echoed in unison, "Under the Immortal Sovereign, words are no longer necessary!"

In the unseen realms, something responded, forming a connection among the five powerhouses.

Meanwhile, within Holy Flame Bone City, Lette, having just woken up, suddenly furrowed his brow and sat up. Lilith, nestled in his arms, rubbed her eyes and complained.

"I’m tired; let me rest a bit. Besides, your army is fully automated. You can go back to the Holy Light Great World to find her."

Lette gave her a playful slap, "What nonsense, the fish have taken the bait."

"Really? They actually bit!"

"Nonsense, you think I set this trap for nothing?"

Lette, filled with pride, flipped out of bed, humming a tune, "As they say, if you don’t bait your fishing spot, the fish you catch won’t be much.

Bait your spot well, and you’ll catch your fill of fish!"

Lilith, lying on the bed with her cheeks propped up, looked somewhat exasperated, "Do all men enjoy fishing?"

"Of course!"

"I can’t understand..."

"The fish don’t need to understand."

"Hmm... hm?"

Lette took a few strides to the Dungeon Center, swiped open the light screen, and began monitoring the situation on the White Bone Plain.

Large areas of Nether Mushrooms had already been planted, and the infrastructure of the five defensive lines was being established, with the situation looking very promising.

In the center of White Bone King City, a massive Corpse Cocoon was pulsating like a heart.

One by one, the mature Nether Mushrooms were being used as offerings to this Corpse Cocoon, hastening its maturation.

"To yield delicious fruits, special fertilizer is naturally needed.

I hope these five don’t disappoint me."