"This...this is actually true!"

The Wither King was a little unbelievable. His outstretched hand suddenly stopped, and he almost killed the purple-robed skeleton in front of him in an instant.

His realm that had not been touched for a hundred years just now was really loosened.

Although it dropped back again the next moment, the feeling of going further is real.

The old man in purple robe snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain, and he said playfully.

"Come! Kill me!"

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that sucking flesh and blood is only the first step to improve your realm. If you want to consolidate your realm, you must find another way!"

"And there is another way, I am the only one in the world who knows it!"

The purple-robed skeleton's words were a naked warning. If he died, the skeleton's method of entering the divine realm would be lost forever!

The Wither King took a deep breath and changed his face in an instant.

Since the other party really has a way to become a god, then he must try his best to get it!

"Hahaha, sir, you are so talented! How could I be willing to kill him?"

"It was my lack of consideration just now that scared you sir. Now I want you to apologize!"

With that said, the Wither King was about to bow to the purple-robed old man.

"No need!"

The purple-robed old man waved his hand to interrupt, stood up and was about to leave.

"Wait a moment!"

The Wither King's eyes turned cold, the flattery on his face disappeared, and he asked the doubts in his heart.

"I'm curious as to why you want to help me. Since the method of becoming a god is useful, what is your intention?"

The old man in purple robe stopped, and the red light in his eyes lit up.

"Intention? It's very simple. I'm just waiting for someone!"

"Waiting for someone?"

The other party's unfinished words made the Wither King a little confused, and he continued to ask: "Is there any necessary relationship between waiting for someone and teaching me the method of becoming a god?"

"Of course! And there is a very deep connection."

The purple-robed skeleton laughed, his voice became extremely serious, and he said again: "Because this is also part of the plan!"

The karma in King Wither's eyes shrank, and he said fiercely: "Are you using me as a chess piece?!"

The purple-robed skeleton has almost made it clear that he is now using the Wither King, and his intention is that simple.

And the helpless thing is!

The Wither King had to follow the opponent's wishes again, because he wanted to become a god, and the opponent happened to hold seven inches of him.

This is conspiracy! Even if he told the Wither King clearly about the aboveboard conspiracy, he still couldn't decipher it!

After thinking for a moment, the Wither King gritted his teeth and said.

"You want me to be your pawn, that's totally fine, but I hope that after you complete your purpose, I can get the complete method of becoming a god!"

"Of course! It should be so!"

The purple-robed skeleton turned to look at the Withering King, the faint red light in his eyes looking extremely terrifying.

The Wither King couldn't help but shudder in his heart when he looked at this look.

The other person's eyes were as if he were looking at a work of art, and he didn't take him seriously at all!

The purple-robed skeleton didn't stop either. He stepped off the high platform and prepared to walk out of the hall.

The Wither King's fists clenched, and it felt really uncomfortable to be manipulated by the other party.

"Otherwise... kill him here!"

An idea flashed through the King of Wither's mind. As long as he killed the guy in front of him, no matter what the other party's intentions were, there would no longer be any benefits.

Thinking like this, he gathered the power of withering in his hand and slowly raised his right hand, targeting the purple-robed skeleton walking outside the hall.

"No! No! That's the way to become a god. I have to get it no matter what! Even if it costs a little, it's worth it."

The Wither King had no choice but to wave his hand to extinguish the power of Wither.

He really wanted to go further, and the feeling of being stuck in the realm of demigods forever was really uncomfortable.

A smile appeared on the purple-robed skeleton's lips. He naturally felt the withering power gathered behind him, but he also pinned the opponent accurately and did not dare to kill him.

the other side!

Withered Xiaoke returned to the lower realm fortress in despair, still thinking about Wu Nian's safety in his heart.

Suddenly, the skeleton guarding the fortress laughed loudly, catching her attention.

"Hey, isn't this Wu Nian who was slapped to death by the king? Why is it in your hands!"

Withering Xiaoke's heart sank and he quickly looked towards the entrance of the fortress.

At the gate of the fortress, a spy team was escorting an unconscious player.

Taking a closer look, this person was Wu Nian who had just parted with her.

Vice Captain Withering rubbed his cracked head, kicked Wu Nian viciously, and said.

"We caught him in the hinterland of the piglin clan. Damn! This is still a tough guy. I almost couldn't come back."

The skeleton guarding the gate laughed apologetically, "Isn't it the job of your spy team to lick blood from the tip of a knife? The greater the risk, the greater the reward!"

"I've been guarding the gates here for a year, but I may not be able to compare with your military exploits when you go out once!"

The withered deputy captain raised his head, looking a little proud.

"That is, when we hand over Wu Nian to the king's disposal, and find a good position with military merit, we won't have to do these hard work anymore."

Captain Wither patted the deputy, with a hint of reproach in his voice: "Okay, hurry up and send this person to the king! To avoid a long night and many dreams."

"Okay! Let's go in first, and you guys should guard the door!"

The withered deputy captain smiled proudly and dragged the unconscious Wu Nian in.

The skeleton guarding the gate watched the team leave with eyes full of envy.

"Oops! Wu Nian, why are you so careless!"

Wither Xiao Ke was stamping his feet anxiously in the distance. Just now, he was thinking about when to meet again in the future, but in the blink of an eye, he met him again!

"What should I do! If Wu Nian falls into the king's hands, he will definitely be eaten as meat! I must find a way!"

"How about I bribe the spy team to let Wu Nian go?"

"Ah! That's Wu Nian, what can I use to bribe them?"

Her status in the clan is not high, and she is not much better than the withering guard who guards the fortress, so it is impossible to get him out through relationships.

Moreover, Wu Nian's identity is known to everyone, and the other party is a thorn in the side of the Wither King. No matter how high his official position is in the Wither clan, he cannot cover up this matter.

Now that Wu Nian has been arrested, death is only a matter of time.

"No! I have to find a way to save Wu Nian's life!" Wither Xiao Ke quickly followed the Wither spy team.

If she gave up, Wu Nian would really have no chance of surviving.

Not long after, Captain Wither’s voice sounded from the Wither King’s main hall.

"King! Look what we brought you!"

Just as they were talking, they let go and the unconscious Wu Nian was thrown directly into the hall.

The Wither King took a nap and looked up, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. The unconscious player was Wu Nian who he had killed before.

"Wu Nian? You're not dead yet!" Wang Nannan said, and she immediately became interested.

Captain Wither continued.

"King! When we were capturing the pig spirit for you, we happened to meet this person. We guess that he may have defected to the pig spirit clan."

"So we brought this person back and waited for the king to deal with him!"

Captain Wither and Deputy Captain Wither talked to each other and summarized the general process.

The Wither King nodded. Although he didn't know how Wu Nian survived, it was no longer important because the other party was now in his hands again.

"You have done a good job. Everyone will receive the corresponding military merits later!"

"Thank you, King!" The two withers were overjoyed, thanked them quickly, and retreated!

During the conversation, Wu Nian woke up leisurely.

"Netherworld Castle? I'm back again..."

The familiar scene appeared before his eyes again.

But today is different from the past. Back then, he was summoned by the Wither King in the name of a genius, but now he is indeed a prisoner.

Wu Nian wanted to stand up, but his hands and feet had been pierced, and his body was bleeding.

"Wu Nian, long time no see. How have you been lately?" The Wither King's false concern reached Wu Nian's ears, making his stomach churn.

"Bah! You villain! I was really blind, and I actually called you the king!" Wu Nian spat immediately, his face full of disgust.

The Wither King doesn't care either, he won't be angry with a dying person.

"I'm curious how you survive, can you tell me?"

Wu Nian turned his face away, not wanting to answer the question.

The Wither King rubbed his two skull fingers and expressed his guess.

"I heard that you have joined the pig spirit clan? No! This is just an illusion. Although the dead pig does not reject foreigners as we do withering, it will never be kind enough to take in you, an unwanted piece of trash!"

"If I guess correctly, your new master should be the guy who controls the puppet!"

The Wither King's words made Wu Nian's breathing slightly disordered, and he couldn't help but take a breath!

"Hahaha! It seems I guessed it right!" The Wither King lay down, his voice a bit lazy.

The King of Piglins assesses timing and is good at seizing opportunities. The King of Withering is vicious and vicious, and he is decisive and decisive in his actions.

Their personalities may be different, but as kings of the same clan, the Piglin King is a wise man, and so is the Wither King!

Submitting to the pig spirit clan without any thought is just the most superficial thing, and attaching yourself to that puppet boy is the correct answer!

Wu Nian said fiercely: "If you want to kill me, kill me. Do you have to care who I submit to?"

The Wither King got a little tired of playing, bent down and stood up from his seat, and said.

"Okay! Very good, I like your unruly look. Today I have one less blood meal, so I'll use you to make up the number!"

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