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Chapter 188 The Red Skull Demon Lord, Captures Tokyo Tower

The top floor of Tokyo Tower, an island nation.

"You'd better give me an explanation!"

"Why is the Black Dragon Emperor suddenly appearing here when he's not supposed to be in Europe?!"

In the highest conference room of the Island Nation's Magic Association, a middle-aged man with a small tuft of beard slammed his hand on the table and roared hysterically at the group of people below.

The members of parliament below fell silent in fear. If they had known, they would have run away long ago, instead of staying here to be criticized.

I woke up this morning to find the Black Dragon Emperor, who was far away in Europe, suddenly flying onto my face. Who could stand that?

If the pain hadn't been real, they would have thought they were dreaming.

Under the destructive dragon's breath, the first to suffer was the Sea Battle City, which was burned down in an instant. Even the most solid buildings dissolved like bubbles under the dragon's breath.

After these buildings were lost, the sea monsters suddenly surged into the city like wild horses.

In just one morning, an unprecedented crisis was created, and even the surrounding cities were affected.

"Speaker, the most important thing now is to find out why the Black Dragon Emperor appeared here. If we let him continue to act recklessly, the consequences will be unimaginable."

In the ensuing silence, one of the councilors spoke up.

Speaker Little Mustache's face was grim, and he slammed his hand on the table again to suppress his anger.

"This Black Dragon Emperor is beyond our capabilities; let's hand him over to the Forbidden Spells Council," another councilor said.

The other councilors echoed this sentiment, saying that these high-level mages were nothing more than ants in front of the Black Dragon Emperor.

"The Black Dragon Emperor is currently in the city. If the Forbidden Spell Society really makes a move, Tokyo will be completely destroyed," said the mustachioed chairman.

Upon hearing this, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

Yes, if forbidden magic is used lightly, the consequences will be no less than the destruction caused by the Black Dragon Emperor in the city, and may even be greater.

"After the Black Dragon Emperor finishes his destruction, will he leave on his own?" a younger councilor asked hopefully.

"That's unlikely. The Black Dragon Emperor is extremely intelligent and wouldn't appear here for no reason," the bearded chairman retorted.

Just as they were discussing their decision, a guard stumbled into the meeting room, his face filled with panic, and cried out, "It's all undead! There are swarms of undead everywhere! We're surrounded by undead!"

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, everyone, including Speaker Little Mustache, stood up, staring at the guards in horror.

Undead? How could undead appear out of nowhere?!

"Could it be that ancient king of China?" an old man exclaimed.

Emperor Tian led his army of the undead to conquer all directions, and the name of the ancient king had long resounded throughout the world.

"I heard recently that the Asian Magic Association suffered significant losses, suspected to be due to the Ancient King's involvement, and the location was in Europe. Could this Black Dragon Emperor be someone summoned by the Ancient King?"

"We have no prior grudge against this ancient king, so why is he launching an attack on us?"

"Demons and humans are mortal enemies; there's no need for any reason."

"The Black Dragon Emperor was already difficult to deal with, and now there's an Ancient King as well. Can Tokyo really hold out?"

Hearing these people chattering, Speaker Little Mustache's headache grew even worse.

"Kameda, go and contact the United States first, and try to get their support," the mustachioed speaker said to the old man below.

"Speaker, the United States is thousands of miles away. Even if they were willing to provide assistance, it would be too late."

"Even if there's no time, we should notify the United States. Even after the battle is over, we can still request some resources to help us."

Upon hearing this shameless remark, the crowd below twitched at the corners of their mouths, but said nothing more.

This is good for everyone.

"Your Majesty, why not release all the troops?" A deceased king, dressed entirely in dark red, bowed his head slightly and asked Di Tian for advice.

This deceased ruler was none other than the Red Skull Demon Lord, ranking among the top three in strength among the eight deceased rulers. His strength was further enhanced after Emperor Tian went on his campaigns.

"That black dragon is enough for destruction. If we release too many, we might get caught in the dragon's breath," Di Tian said calmly.

"I see." The Red Skull Demon Lord nodded.

Di Tian tilted his head slightly to look at the Black Dragon Emperor in the sky, and suddenly said, "I have something I need to entrust to you."

"Your Majesty, please give your orders."

Unlike the Nine Netherworld Queen, the Red Skull Demon Lord completely obeys Di Tian and stays by his side. He even has the potential to break through to the Emperor level.

"Go to Tokyo Tower."

Di Tian relayed everything Xu Beichen had told him to the Red Skull Demon Lord without missing a single word.

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The Red Skull Demon Lord was stunned for a moment, clearly not understanding why the King would help humanity.

Although that place was once the king's territory, the king is now the ruler of the underworld. It's one thing if he doesn't take back the territory, but why should he help them?

"Do what you're supposed to do, and I'll give you a share of the Pharaoh's Source after you're done," Di Tian said calmly.

The Red Skull Demon Lord was overjoyed. The energy contained in the Pharaoh's Fountain was like nectar to the undead, greatly enhancing their strength.

Tokyo Tower.

"Speaker, the death toll has exceeded 300,000. If we continue to sit idly by and wait for death, Tokyo will be doomed sooner or later," a young councilor said anxiously.

The mustachioed speaker remained calm, as if he didn't take the number of people seriously.

Seeing his expression, everyone assumed he had come up with a solution and immediately asked, "Speaker, have you already found a solution?"

"No." Speaker with the small mustache shook his head.

Everyone's faces immediately darkened. They had no choice but to pretend to be calm, which was a complete recklessness.

It makes sense; after such a major incident, he would have no chance of keeping his position after the war.

Just then, a wisp of red smoke suddenly drifted into the conference room, followed by a red demonic figure appearing before their eyes.

Everyone panicked; the powerful pressure made them feel as if they had been struck by lightning.

This aura is clearly not that of a living person, which means that the demonic figure before them is an incomparably powerful dead lord.

The Red Skull Demon Lord did not attack them, but said calmly, "By the King's command, become a vassal state of China, or die."

As soon as these words were spoken, some members of parliament were eager to surrender but dared not be the first.

"Submit to China? Baka! I would never submit! I would rather die in this war!" the young senator shouted.

A glint of red light suddenly flashed in the empty eyes of the Red Skull Demon Lord, and he slightly raised his hand.

A flash of red light appeared, and a bone finger pierced directly through the young senator's neck.

The young senator, his face contorted in terror, clutched his bleeding neck with both hands before collapsing to the ground with a thud.

(End of this chapter)