The evil god is the enemy of all living things and all monsters.
If they could easily come to earth, this would definitely not be good news.
Fang Cheng glanced at Peng Jie casually.
It seemed that the headquarters of the People's Revolutionary League had known about this situation for a long time, so it sent Li Yu to Hokkaido and established an alliance with him so easily.
Because this world is really in danger, and the threat from the evil gods is imminent.
The atmosphere was a little dull for a while, and Apollonius' hoarse voice sounded from behind the skull mask: "What does this have to do with us?"
Dracula said seriously: "Our power comes from our mother, and the evil god and mother are obviously enemies. If they come out of subspace collectively, do you think we will not be in danger?"
Apollonius didn't say a word. In fact, there was no need for evil gods. The evil cults on the earth just shouted at them to kill them.
"Monsieur Count."
Peng Jie said: "Do you want to unite us to deal with the evil god together?"
Dracula looked around: "I do have this plan, but I also know that you are all used to being alone and don't like to be restrained, so I am planning to establish a loose alliance to jointly deal with the threat of the evil god."
Fang Cheng and Peng Jie were both shocked. They had just established an alliance, and Dracula wanted to make one too?
Dracula continued: "This alliance has no restrictions. You can come and go freely of your own free will. The purpose is to prevent the evil god from coming. I think you should understand the truth of the death of the lips and the coldness of the teeth. Instead of regretting it in the future, it is better to contribute now. "
It must be said that Dracula has a strong bearing and his tone is also infectious.
It's a pity that the people present are all old foxes or old silver coins, and no one will be moved by his few words.
The Headless Horseman even mocked: "Alliance? Don't forget, are we still in a competitive relationship?"
Dracula smiled and said: "It's competition, but it doesn't have to be life and death. Cooperation can lead to a win-win situation. And I'm just making a suggestion. I won't force you to agree. I have enough time to think carefully."
As the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, Fang Cheng only felt that Dracula's words were farts.
Once the competition is won, he will never be able to resist the temptation of integrating scattered forces into one. This is why Fang Cheng wants to absorb monsters from all over the world.
He didn't absorb Oni Yunji and others because he had feelings for them.
Once there is a winner or loser in the competition in the Kingdom of the Undead, what relationship will the winner have with these old guys?
Others here did not know this, but felt that Dracula's words still made some sense.
"The second thing is about the origin of my mother. I believe you all know that my mother came from outer space, drove a spaceship to the earth, and died together with the evil god. Her body was scattered in all directions, and the whereabouts of her soul are unknown."
Dracula speaks slowly, as if telling a story, much like the narration in "Animal World".
"Do you know what will happen if you collect all the scattered bodies of your mother?"
This question obviously arouses everyone's interest more than the arrival of the evil god.
Joyce said with great interest: "Will mother be resurrected? I am quite interested in what kind of person she is."
Everyone glanced at the werewolf. Damn, are you even interested in this kind of thing?
Everyone calls her 'mother' because the power comes from her, not because of the reproductive relationship, and there is no 'mother-child love'.
Once my mother is resurrected, I am afraid she will immediately recover all her power.
Dracula chuckled lightly, not paying attention to Joyce's childish words: "Resurrection is impossible because the whereabouts of my mother's soul are unknown. She may have drifted into outer space and disappeared long ago, but my mother's body is still there, everyone. Do you know what this means?"
A powerful body without a soul!
The hand Apollonius placed on his seat suddenly clenched tightly.
If Fang Cheng could see Apollonius' favorability towards Dracula, he would definitely find that it was already -100.
As a lich with only a soul left, Apollonius knew how important a powerful body without a soul was.
And in this world, is there any body more powerful than the mother's body?
Apollonius's goal has always been to gather his mother's body, control this body with his soul, and become the master of all monsters.
But now, Dracula actually revealed the purpose that had been hidden in his heart for many years.
Dracula didn't notice that Apollonius' favorability towards him dropped sharply. After he said what he said, he saw everyone lost in thought and then suddenly enlightened.
There was only a thin layer of window paper missing in this matter, but everyone just didn't think in that direction, so it was revealed with just a click.
Imhotep asked strangely: "Dracula, why do you want to tell us such a secret?"
He is much older than Dracula in terms of age and legend, so no one thinks it's inappropriate to call him by his first name.
Dracula said in a humble tone: "Your Majesty the High Priest, I alone cannot gather all the mother's bodies, so I hope to establish an alliance. In addition to jointly dealing with the threat of the evil god, we can also Looking for my mother’s body.”
Imhotep nodded and said, "I feel your sincerity."
Dracula can use this secret as a condition to attract everyone to join the alliance he formed.
But he didn't do this, and he was indeed sincere.
Fang Cheng, who has his mother's right hand, said nothing. He suspected that Dracula had ulterior motives for being so frank.
But just because he didn't say anything didn't mean Dracula would let him go.
"Mr. Fang, I told you the whereabouts of my mother's body last night. Are you interested in searching for it with everyone?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of everyone present immediately focused on Fang Cheng.
Yes, they just gambled once last night, and this cheating bastard won a lot of good things.
I originally thought I would forget it, but now that I realize the importance of my mother’s body, how could I just let it go so easily?
The Headless Horseman and Imhotep, who did not participate in last night's gambling, also stared at Fang Cheng after hearing the whereabouts of their mother's body.
Peng Jie also stared at him eagerly, but quietly reminded him with his telepathy: "Be careful, I feel like this old bat is going to cause trouble."
"I know."
Fang Cheng looked at everyone in surprise: "Why are you looking at me? The count also knows the whereabouts of my mother's body. If you want to py, you can find him. Besides, I'm not sure whether the information the count gave me is true or false. .”
Dracula smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Mr. Fang, the news I gave you is absolutely true."
"Then why are you talking so much nonsense?"
Fang Cheng also laughed: "I think you are a generous person, Earl. Why don't you just tell the news to others."
Dracula said softly: "This is indeed my intention, and this is also the purpose of inviting you to the party, but this is unfair to you, Mr. Fang. After all, this is the bet you won."
Fang Cheng shook his head: "It doesn't matter to me. If you want to say something, just say it."
Dracula nodded: "Since Mr. Fang thinks it's okay, then that's fine."
He looked around and waited until everyone's eyes were focused on him before continuing: "The whereabouts of one of my mother's bodies is in the Kingdom of the Undead. I don't know the specific location. You need to work together to find it." OK."
Fang Cheng and Peng Jie were both surprised. They didn't expect Dracula to actually announce this important news.
Others frowned in deep thought, wondering whether the news was true or false.
Dracula continued: "We can discuss the matter of my mother's body after we find it. The opening of the Kingdom of the Undead is just around the corner. Do you have any thoughts?"
Aziz chuckled and said in an honest tone: "It's enough to see who has the biggest fist. What else do you want?"
Dracula agreed: "Of course I speak based on strength, but there is no need for us to fight to the death like the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, consuming the power of our own camp in vain."
Imhotep glanced at him: "You still want to promote your alliance?"
Dracula nodded: "Yes, after forming an alliance, we can compete in a fair way within the framework of the alliance and in the witness of all members, ensuring that we don't have to fight to the death."
His words once again made everyone ponder and consider whether it was feasible.
If it can actually be achieved, it would be good news for everyone.
But the problem is how to achieve it.
While everyone was deep in thought, Dracula looked at Fang Cheng: "Mr. Fang, I'm afraid you won't be able to participate."
Fang Cheng was slightly startled, why was this guy always targeting him: "Why can't I participate?"
Everyone else raised their heads and looked at Fang Cheng.
Fang Cheng had a bad feeling in his heart, not only because of Dracula's words, but also because of other people's reactions.
Dracula slowly stood up and looked down at Fang Cheng, who was sitting on the chair: "Mr. Fang, you are already the lord of demons, why do you need to fight with us?"
Fang Cheng and Peng Jie were both shocked, but the others' reactions were very calm, as if they had already known about this.
This scene made Fang Cheng's mind spin, and he quickly thought of a possibility.
"Peng Jie, has Dracula ever told you that I am the Lord of Demons?"
"No!"
"Then it's over. He may have known about our alliance."
No wonder this group of people had a negative impression of him from the beginning. Dracula must have informed these monsters in advance of his identity as the Lord of Monsters.
He, the lord of all demons, came to compete with these undead monsters. It would be a shame if they liked him.
While Peng Jie was confused, Fang Cheng had already stood up and looked at Dracula calmly: "Do you think I am not a vampire, but a monster?"
The corners of Dracula's mouth curled up slightly, revealing the charming smile of an old man.
"Mr. Fang, you know in your heart whether you are a vampire or not. Do you think that I am too old and fatuous to be able to tell whether I am a vampire or not?"
Fang Cheng didn't argue. He knew that he could hide his disguise as a vampire from other monsters and even ace-level vampires.
But he couldn't hide it from a disaster-level vampire. As soon as Isis met him, he knew that he was not a vampire, and Dracula would not be any worse.
