"Your Majesty, you speak wisely." Although the Corpse King did not agree inwardly, he no longer wasted words trying to convince the Ghoul King.

As always.

They now belonged to an alliance of interests, and every decision and action they took was closely related to their own benefits.

In this situation, it either doesn’t occur, or when it does, it is most advantageous to the Ghoul King.

However, it is extremely disadvantageous to the Corpse King.

After all, in this way, he would become a bait for the Ghoul King.

Since it is bait, there is the possibility of being consumed.

Fortunately, there is still room for redemption in this matter.

It’s just that the means of redemption may not necessarily lie with the Ghoul King.

He could try to dissuade the Defiler from such thoughts, making him honestly confine the war to the Plains of Bone.

The crux of the matter lies in the Shadow Flyer he mentioned earlier.

It was the key for the enemy to win with fewer numbers, the eyes of their army.

As long as they are disabled, the behavior pattern of the Defiler will become restrained, not daring to take overly extreme tactics.

This matter can only be relied on himself, not expecting any support from the Ghoul King.

After sorting things out, the Corpse King did not delay any further in the White Kingdom and directly bid farewell to the Ghoul King, returning to his territory.

Returning, naturally, was not as troublesome as coming.

He directly left the Court of the Lost Souls, activating teleportation upon reaching an area not covered by the ban on teleportation magic.

The Corpse King had just departed.

The Elf Ghoul Princess, Antila, couldn’t help but inquire, "Does Your Majesty truly believe what this Lich says?"

Seated back on the Soulless Throne, the Ghoul King’s eyes flickered with a ghastly white light, responding with a cold smile, "There is about an eighty percent chance that what he says is credible, because this time, he is seeking my help.

If I do not intervene, he is very likely to be wiped out by the Burning Flames Queen, as the personal hatred between the two is difficult to resolve.

Originally, I thought it was merely an internal conflict among the four Undead Lords vying for the throne, yet I did not expect a Divine Power Presence to become involved.

This will be a perfect opportunity to remove the worry of the Plains of Bone.

Once their interference is gone, even if we cannot return to the embrace of the Undead Emperor, we can concentrate all our energy on opposing the King of the Jackalweres and seize more speaking rights from him."

He was not entirely clueless about the situation at the Plains of Bone.

After all, the commotion caused by them summoning the Undead Army was not small.

With these cross-verified, many pieces of information were confirmed.

If the Corpse King entered the Court of the Lost Souls and started spouting nonsense and deceiving him with various lies.

There was no way he would leave here and return to his territory.

"They are all untrustworthy; beware of treachery in this matter! Joining hands with Your Majesty to deal with the Defiler is a guise; their true intent is to harm Your Majesty," another Dwarves Elf Princess, Siphelin, couldn’t help but speak up.

"Now the initiative is in our hands, trying to harm me is not an easy task."

The Ghoul King, holding wisdom, continued, "The entity we need to worry about most now is the King of the Jackalweres. He is the one least willing to see me annex the Plains of Bone and unify the entire Bone Plane.

If I launch a large-scale military campaign against the Plains of Bone, he will certainly take action.

Antila, Siphelin, you both gather a Ghoul Army each, and advance from two directions towards the Plains of Bone, tearing apart anyone who dares to obstruct you, including Aldridge."

The Ghoul King’s words were deliberate, "I will personally oversee at the Howling Peaks, to prevent the Jackalwere King’s army from seizing the opportunity to invade."

These two Ghoul Princesses were not merely his consorts, but his two generals who could assist in commanding the Ghoul Army.

Compared to the newly arrived Divine Power Presence on the Plains of Bone, the Ghoul King worried more about the response of that bloodthirsty beast.

"As you command." Upon hearing that they would be appointed as commanders, the attitudes of the two Ghoul Imperial Consorts immediately transformed, willingly accepting the order.

Since they were entrusted with direct command, the ensuing battles would be dictated by them.

They absolutely would not allow the Corpse King a chance to play conspiracies, they would shred everything with the Ghoul Army.

"Begin!" The Ghoul King waved his hand.

Howl!

The two Ghoul Imperial Consorts rose in response, a pair of massive leathery wings unfurled from behind them, propelling them into the air, wings resembling those of a bat.

They were not ordinary Ghouls, but Bloodsucking Banshees, hybrids of Ghouls and Vampires.

They embodied some advantages and disadvantages of both Ghouls and Vampires, a boon bestowed by the Ghoul King upon his ascension to becoming a Demigod, as a result of his prayer to the Undead Monarch Okas.

This Demon Lord had another widely known title—Blood Lord.

Although there was no definitive evidence proving he single-handedly created the Vampire race.

His fervent pursuit of blood won the devotion and allegiance of countless Vampires.

Currently, in the Multiverse, there are two ways to become a Vampire.

One is by receiving the Embrace from willing Vampires, who grant their essence blood back to you, allowing you to transform into a Dark Immortal.

The other is conducting the Dark Gift of the Immortal in the name of the unclean Blood Lord. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

However, such a dark ritual is not something ordinary people can engage in or host; it must be carried out by a Transcendent Vampire or a death praycaster exclusively of Okas.