A night passed.
Xiao Zheng stretched lazily and walked out of the room, his mood exceptionally bright.
During these few days in the Netherworld King Temple, he hadn't felt the urgency and cruelty of war at all; truly a place praised as a paradise away from the world. Compared to the Netherworld King Temple, the outside world was considerably more brutal.
After the last defeat, the Bright Church returned and even accelerated their offensive pace.
By today, more than one-third of the Blood Clan's territory had been seized by the Bright Church's forces.
This information was immediately conveyed to Xiao Zheng and Hades.
"The situation is urgent."
"It seems today, we must come up with a plan to counter this." Xiao Zheng said as he put down the intelligence report.
Upon hearing this, Hades asked, "Where are your people? When will they arrive?"
