Russian underworld, the underworld, the luxurious holy white vaulted corridor. There are exquisite sculptures and oil paintings on both sides. The ground light can be seen, and above are exquisitely crafted vaulted reliefs.

On both sides of the arched corridor, rows of soldiers stood, wearing silver-white pullovers, full of armor, and guns and swords. They were majestic and solemn, like another row of sculptures. And right in the middle of the guards, Emperor Catherine walked quickly on the aisle with his skirt.

Her face was a little thin, and her excessive seriousness at this moment made her nasolabial folds slightly elongate. With her red-brown hair and gorgeous clothes, she looked like a lady attending a funeral.

Actually, it's about the same.

The secret servants following her did not dare to breathe. As Katerina pushed open the brown wooden door at the end of the corridor, the secret servants inside stood up and looked at the uninvited guest unexpectedly.

"What? I thought I wouldn't know if I didn't inform me?" Ekaterina quickly walked to the top of the solid wood round table. The minister sitting at the top immediately became tactful and moved aside. As a god of death, she was not in the mood to do some superficial work. She didn't even nodded to the other party. Instead, she took a deep breath, supported her elbows on the table, crossed her nose, and swept across the audience like a hawk.

This is a luxurious hall with magnificent crystal chandeliers above our heads. They are all lit up at this moment, like golden stars.

There are various sculptures around, and oil paintings are hung on the walls. Any item is covered with gold edges—including fireplaces and chairs. It is as luxurious as a medieval European drama that can only appear on TV.

"Peter the Great will arrive soon." A cup of black tea was placed carefully before her, and she did not even look at it. Instead, she looked at the ministers and said, "I want to know a problem before he comes."

"How long has it been since your Excellency Wuming Death been in the Underworld Palace?"

No one answered.

"Do you think you can hide it?" She slapped the table suddenly: "Maybe you can hide it from your own troops, but I am the God of Death! I can feel it immediately if the nameless God of Death is not here! I will stop myself from facing the Saint again and again. Do you think I am here to seize power?! Stupid!"

"Any dominating the God of Death is the core of a country's underworld! Only they can activate the creation-level artifact! Even if I seize power, how long can I sit?"

The only one who dared to say the two rebellious words of seizing power in this conference room was she and Peter.

A minister with a snow-white beard finally sighed and said, "It has been two months... This is a major event that has never happened in history."

"His oral order?"

The old man paused: "He said... there are important issues in the World Conference and cannot leave. And... it has been confirmed that the Lord of the World, the God of Death, is there."

"The topic?" Ekaterina snorted coldly: "What topic is important and doesn't care about the underworld? What topic can make the Unknown God of Death not reply to the phone? Even the followers cannot receive it?"

None of the ministers spoke. After a long time, a slightly obese minister whispered: "What do you think?"

The answer has been in my heart for a long time, but no one dares to say this answer. Because... it is too incredible.

However, if they dare not say it does not mean that the God of Death dares not say it.

"This is house arrest." Ekaterina's eyes were like fire and said quietly: "All the Lord of Death is under house arrest on Taiwan Island for no reason. We must solve this problem. Marshal Myschkov, please count the ghost soldiers immediately. And send a notice to the underworld of China. The Russian Underworld hopes that their Lord of Death will return!"

Myschkov is a thin middle-aged man with two beards and meticulous 82-part hair. Hearing this, he paused and smiled bitterly after a few seconds: "Your Excellency..."

"I thought about this approach ten days ago, but then I investigated it."

His voice sank: "At present... the 'Death' weapon in the underworld of China has not been added to the forbidden non-proliferation list. And... the talks seem to have ended..."

Catherine's hand, which was holding up the black tea cup, suddenly stopped. The nasolabial folds on the corner of her mouth trembled, then she slammed the cup on the table and squeezed out two words from her throat: "Damn..."

Dong... At this moment, the door opened gently, and a middle-aged ghost wearing a straight suit walked over quickly. It seemed that he didn't expect that Caterina was also there. As soon as he entered the door, his shiny leather shoes stopped. It seemed that he wanted to walk back.

Ekaterina didn't raise her head and snorted coldly: "What are you saying? If I remember correctly, the Lord of Death will disappear for a month without information. Peter the Great and I are qualified to fulfill all the rights of the Deputy Prime Minister."

The middle-aged ghost looked at the other ministers in embarrassment. The old man sighed and waved his hand. The middle-aged man immediately bowed like an amnesty and said, "Everyone! The Taiwan Island Convention Center requested a video conference! The Si Chang personally presided over it!"

At the same time, all underworlds and national channels in the world received the same message.

"Taiwan Island applies for a video conference, and the four generals are hosting?" Hongyue United, a minister looked at the secretary in front of him in shock: "Are you sure?"

“Very sure!”

"when?"

"immediately!"

In the Celtic Underworld, all the ministers in the dark palace made of ice and snow have all been placed in front of them. An LED screen slowly fell down.

No, I don’t know that here, there are thirty-three underworlds in the world, and in the highest conference room, thirty-three screens are waiting for this epic moment.

Even the people with a slow sense of political smell can smell the heavy smell on the other end of the screen. In front of each screen, there are real senior officials from the local government, looking at the dark screen solemnly.

The disappearance of the world's dominant god of death has never happened in history!

They don’t know if it is house arrest. If not, then... I’m afraid that the huge changes that have never happened in history... are coming.

The tide is surging, and the waves are surging. The tide has not arrived yet, but the feeling of black clouds surround the city has made no secret of any evil.

Just in front of everyone, a few seconds later, the screen in the world's highest conference room suddenly flashed. Then, a picture appeared on the screen.

It is played in real time... All the bad eyes looked at the screen carefully. The screen was taken from the highest point of the stair-shaped conference room. The center is the location of the Sichang. Below, there are dozens of death gods around the world.

Qin Ye stood in front of the podium, behind him was Sanchang. He had been through the battlefield for a long time, and even though he knew that it was broadcasting in real time around the world, he did not have any stage fright.

There is no turning back arrow when the bow is drawn.

Since it has been decided, now...it is the time to make it public!

Taiwan Island, Convention Center.

Facing the dark camera behind, Qin Ye solemnly raised his hand on the podium: "I, the lord of the underworld of China, and the King of Hell of Qin."

"Here, please testify to the way of heaven. All the following are true."

Before the screen, all the bad eyes fluctuated below. Some people even held the handrail and leaned forward.

The Lord of the Underworld in China needs to ask the Heavenly Way to witness... The next thing... is probably even bigger than I thought!

"In this month, we have disclosed a document that only the four constellations have known for thousands of years." Qin Ye looked at the camera and said in a deep voice: "The past few dominant meetings were held because of it. Now, its threat can no longer be concealed. In this last century, we, together with all the underworld, have made a major decision."

He took a deep breath: "The agreement has been signed and is the Heavenly Dao Agreement. The Lord of the God of Death in various places has its original state. Here, I solemnly announce..."

He paused and looked at the camera, as if through the camera, he looked at the hundreds of faces connected behind him.

“From now on, promote the ‘Genesis Project’.”

"All underworlds cancel the borders! Cancel visas! All underworlds human resources, resources, technology, culture, and full sharing!"

Dead silence.

There was a dead silence before the screen.

Every god of death, whether it is the Russian Palace of Mirage, who has black tea, but has forgotten to drink it, staring at the screen, or the ministers who have opened their mouths and watched TV like a ghost in the Palace of Mirage, or the five Nordic countries, have been shaken like major ministers in clay sculptures and wood sculptures.

At this moment, no one could say a word.

Too shocked, beyond expectations. The shock was so shocking that their minds were numb!

"This... how is this possible!!" A few seconds later, Katerina suddenly stood up and stared at the screen, her face full of disbelief: "This is impossible... how can this happen? Si Chang... are so arrogant, they are willing to... willing to put down their position?!"

Yes, the global alliance will only suffer the Four Constant Ones!

They go too high and too far. If we talk about world GDP, they must be the ones that are averaged. When have you ever seen people who are averaged and willing to bow down again and have fun with the poor?

"What?!" "I heard it right? This month... are everyone discussing this?!" "This... this is impossible? This is incredible!"

As if he had expected a craze in front of the TV, Qin Ye paused for a full minute before continuing: "From then on, the underworld will be cancelled. In this world, before the final victory comes, there will only be eight major alliances left."

"That is, the Northern Alliance, the Southern Alliance, the Asian Union, the Central Alliance, the European Union, the African Union, the Southern New World Alliance, and the Northern New World Alliance. There is no underworld in the alliance. The existing administrative mechanism is about to be cancelled."

Brush it!

As soon as he finished speaking, all the confusions in front of the screen stood up in surprise!

If I saw the 2012 flood just now... it is the meteorite that caused the extinction of species to hit the earth!

"How could it be?!" "Who asked? Why?! Why!" "Thousands of years of history, cancelled in one sentence? Si Chang is too domineering, right?!" "Hassination... this is hostage! In this month, all the masters of the Death God were hostage by Si Chang! Otherwise, such a stupid decision would not have been made at all!!"
Chapter completed!