Veracocha returned to his room.

He was a little restless and didn't drink the coffee he picked up. He picked it up, put it down, and repeated the movement. Finally, ten minutes later, a soft knock at the door sounded. A foolish voice said: "Sir, the three gods of death of the ambassadors, as you told me, have arrived."

He took a deep breath and stood up, the door opened, and he walked up with a smile: "As soon as he arrived in Nara, everyone came over without rest. I'm very sorry. However, there are indeed extremely important things here."

Shulothel glanced at him lightly, sat down with a nod. Supayi, Apuche also had no good expression on him.

This is a fundamental conflict of interests.

First, those who know the three great gods of the New World and the corn myths know that these three were the original gods of death, who really grew up with the development and development of religion. Everyone has been brilliant, even if they are now in decline. However, the New World ambassadors are not their final decision.

The second is the most fundamental one. Verakoza... is the person from the Queen of the Underworld.

They wished that Queen Mother of the Underworld would return to heaven immediately, and that was their own world at that time. But what the other party had to do was to try hard to collect clues that would make Queen Mother of the Underworld survive. Their positions were different.

How could you have a good face?

Verakocha also understood his identity very well. He poured three cups of tea and pushed it over. He pondered for more than ten seconds, and finally said, "I want to leave Nara."

The three gods of death suddenly looked over.

"Suddenly leave Nara..." Supayi is a bald man with a cave covered with caves, and countless snake lizards crawled out of it. His eyes were like frogs, extremely large, and his pupils were circled. He looked at the other party in a daze: "Is it because he discovered a clue that could make the Queen of the Underworld pay attention to?"

Verakocha smiled and said, "No, it's just that something must be reported."

"Oh?" Shulothel took out a pocket watch and looked at it: "You only found a clue in Nara for an hour? Why don't we know?"

If he looked at the other party with deep meaning: "I heard... have you gone to the underworld of China once?"

"It has nothing to do with this." Verako Cha Surong said: "Listen, everyone. I must go back. I'm not sure when I can come. If the conference is held when I haven't arrived, no matter what, please do not vote!"

He gritted his teeth: "If you must vote, you must vote for the underworld of China!"

The three gods of death's eyes flashed slightly and said nothing.

There was a strange silence in the room. After a long time, Apuche spoke, "Who does this mean?"

"Is it you, or the two masters?"

"If it were two masters, why didn't we tell us?"

The corners of Veracocha's mouth drooped slightly, and the nasolabial folds seemed even deeper.

The same thing is said, the underworld that can survive to this day has long been tempered into a monster by thousands of years. He wants to leave immediately, and he has only been to the underworld of China before, which is so easy to remind people of what the underworld of China promised.

He originally wanted to hide it from the other party, but now he found that this is impossible. He is a fox that has been a thousand years old, so why are he playing in a Chinese Studio?

He sighed lightly and said quietly: "It was my own decision."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately spoke solemnly: "But before leaving, the two masters gave me the power to seize the full power! I will use it immediately now! I hope you all will stabilize the situation, and even... stand on the side of the underworld of China when necessary and wait for me to come back!"

"I know." Shulothel stood up first and said impatiently: "You can just ask someone to tell me about this little thing. There is no need to make it so grand. I thought something big happened."

Wow... the door slowly closed behind him. Shulothel walked forward with a blank expression, and his servant immediately followed without speaking. Because he was familiar with the other party, he obviously felt that the god of death was in a bad mood.

He walked back to his room silently. As soon as he closed it, the servant had no time to turn around, and there was a loud bang behind him.

"Damn bastard!" Shulothel's hand was already pressed on the table and gritted his teeth: "He must have known... he knew what secret can make those two old dogs survive! He had to go back!"

"Why?!"

"The underworld of China... I clearly let Xu Fu go, and we have reached a tacit understanding that does not require words. Why are you betraying me here!!"

Yes, this is betrayal. At least he thinks it is!

We have clearly reached a certain tacit understanding, why do you want to betray this tacit understanding? Isn’t I the God of Death? How long can the Queen of the Underworld live?

Why do you have to help them? Instead of investing in the future? Don’t invest in me?!

The attendant was trembling in the corner. After Shulothel was instantly furious, he calmed down in an instant. He picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee. He sat in his seat like a stone sculpture, motionless.

However, it is not possible for people to be quiet just by wanting to be quiet. Things are never changed by human thinking.

Dongdong... The door knocked gently, and Shulotel tapped his chin casually. The door opened with a sound, and Supayi and Apuche were already standing at the door. Before he could enter, Shulotel said lightly: "I don't want to see you now."

As soon as the Queen of the Underworld dies, who doesn’t stare at that position below? Strictly speaking, they are all opponents.

Apuche is a thin man with a skeleton mask, with colorful oil paints outlined on his hideous mask. The ghost fire jumped and waved his hand. All the servants behind him retreated. He ignored Shulothel's warning and walked into the room with Supayi and sat in front of the other side.

"Coffee can't make people anesthetize nerves, it can't solve the problem, and it's impossible to even forget the pain." A few seconds later, he finally spoke: "Instead of being bored here, why not... let's discuss it carefully?"

"What to discuss?" Shulothel put down his cup and whispered loudly: "Discussing a mere mortal witch can actually press on our heads?!"

"Are you discussing what his dog's nose smells? Now I'm eager to seek credit with the two masters?!"

"Or discussing that the three gods of death do not have the right to vote independently!?"

He snorted coldly, "There are nearly a hundred deaths in the world, and we are the most depressed group. What are you going to discuss? How to humiliate yourself?"

Supayi ignored his anger and suddenly said, "Have you ever thought about why the inspector suddenly returned?"

Shulothel raised his eyebrows and did not speak. Supayi continued, "The Chinese Underworld has gone to find them. Just so, I learned from an old friend that the current situation of the Chinese Underworld is not ideal. He needs allies, so... he does not hesitate to give out an unprecedented trump card. After hearing this, I suddenly realized."

Shulothel finally spoke: "What trump card?"

Supayi lowered his voice, his mouth was filled with yin energy, and said quietly: "For example... what Queen of the Netherworld wants the most?"

Shulothel suddenly raised his head, and the ghost fire in his eyes was beating wildly.

The four words above Yama... are like enlightenment. And the more you think about it, the more you feel... it is probably that way!

No matter the timing, logic, starting point, or the benefit, you can all match it!

"They will not die... How many death gods are looking forward to their death, the underworld of China... Are they going to help in time?" He said this with gritted teeth, regretting that he let Xu Fu go.

If I had known today, he would have opened the Shulothel barrier!

"No matter whether it is or not, you can't let him return to the New World." Apche said hoarsely.

Shulothel sneered: "Do you want to die?"

Apche said without hesitation: "On the contrary, I want to live and live better. Have you ever thought about it? It is impossible in normal times, but now... it is not impossible!"

"I knew from that old friend that the African Holy Spirit Ambassadors of Tsushima Strait have been intercepted by the Sanchang. At this time... it's nothing if one more god of death dies, right?"

Shulothel raised his eyebrows and did not answer immediately. He calmly said a few seconds later: "Your old friend? Who is your old friend?"

Supayi and Apuche stood up with a smile and clapped their hands: "We are honored to introduce it to you."

Sand... the door was pushed open quietly. Shulothel's pupils suddenly contracted.

Just outside the door, Izanami and Archimedes were standing there with a smile.

"Yes..." Shulothel was stunned for five seconds before turning his head to look at the two gods of death: "Holding your thighs faster than mine."

If you want to compete for the battle after the death of the Queen of the Underworld, it is indispensable to surrender to a large force. But he did not expect that the other party would have colluded with Sanchang.

"This is a wise choice." Archimedes smiled and took a step: "We can give you what you want. Just...the conference and voting session in eleven hours, you... stand on my side."

"The inspector is still there."

"What if he is gone?" Archimedes took a step forward, and a deep smile appeared on his old face: "What if he happened to delay at sea... or even die?"

Falling...

Shulothel held the handrail tightly in his hand, which means... the secret he wanted to pass back disappeared at the same time!

"Don't worry, you two masters, Death God, are crazy, and they know who can afford to provoke who cannot. He will not feel heartbroken if he dies no matter how much he dies, nor will he conflict with the Four Constant Ones."

Archimedes' words were full of seduction, like a hammer, constantly knocking on Selothel's defense.

Apche glanced at Shulotel deeply and whispered: "The most important thing is that they have sufficient reasons to take action. The master cannot doubt us."

Supayi said hoarsely: "If it is really about the secret above Yama, you... hope that the New World will return to hundreds of years ago?"

"The God of Death has only one chance for thousands of years. Are you... willing to let go of the signposts leading to the dominance?"

Shulothel slowly narrowed his eyes.

"What's the point?"

"Ten." Izanami smiled and said, "Mr. Osiris, the judge of death, has been in the Pacific Ocean from the beginning. He will take action himself."

"Your inspectors, like the Holy Spirit of Africa, are all things that are forcibly raised, and are vulnerable to the real God of Death."

There was a dead silence in the room.
Chapter completed!