"Those eight emperor-class bosses are no joke. Even though we don't know where they came from, their strength absolutely exceeds the current power level of our otherworld."
"They've already set up a barrier around the entrance to the Divine Tomb. I went to investigate it myself, and found that the level of this barrier is absolutely beyond what our otherworld can currently create. Its effect doesn't just suppress summoning ability, once you die inside it, resurrection is completely ignored, and the target will be permanently erased from existence."
"Then that means, once the Necromancer comes out of the Divine Tomb, he'll have no place left to die. After all, that's the Death Territory, no high-level Dragon Country professionals can enter, so they can't protect him. And if he can't summon his Main God, then with his own strength alone, there's no way he can be a match for eight emperor-class bosses."
Inside the parliamentary hall of the Eastern Nation, the heads of state were fiercely discussing this topic.
And seeing the conclusion they had reached, that once Zhang Yue came out of the Divine Tomb, he would definitely die, they all looked visibly thrilled.
As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together.
The people of the Eastern Nation were all the same kind of people.
They all shared the same thought as Inoue Amano: that Zhang Yue should die as soon as possible, and that the Dragon Country should perish with him, disappearing from this world entirely.
Then this world could finally return to the glorious era when their Eight-Nation Alliance ruled over everything.
However, as everyone around the round table excitedly discussed how Zhang Yue should die, by what kind of brutal method, in whose claws, beneath which beast's fangs, only Inoue Amano remained completely silent.
After a long time, he finally spoke, "Things aren't as simple as you think. We'd better not celebrate too early."
"You have to remember, how many times has Zero escaped from certain death before? How many times has he broken through hopeless situations and still lived in the end?"
"This time won't be any different. He won't die so easily."
Inoue Amano's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over everyone's heads.
They were speechless, helpless.
Then one of the councilors said, "But that was before. Back then, those were just minor fights, nothing serious. This time, what Zero's facing are eight emperor-class bosses."
"In the entire hundred-year history of the Otherworld, not a single emperor-class boss has ever appeared. One would already be bad enough, but this is eight! And Zero's already fought one before. The facts prove it: he's no match for an emperor-class boss!"
"Fools!", Inoue Amano roared angrily, "You think Zero hasn't considered that?"
"Why else would he risk his life to enter the Divine Tomb? There's only one answer, because there's something inside the Divine Tomb that he wants. He must be planning to gain power from within it!"
Those around him didn't quite agree, "Even if he really does gain power, it shouldn't be enough for him to instantly match eight emperor-class bosses when he comes out, right?"
"You still don't understand the Necromancer at all!"
Among everyone present, it was Inoue Amano who hated Zhang Yue the most.
To him, both his son and his nation's pride had been utterly destroyed by Zhang Yue's hands.
To take revenge, to kill Zhang Yue, Inoue Amano had studied everything about him.
He understood Zhang Yue even more than he understood himself.
"If he didn't have absolute confidence, he wouldn't have done it."
Inoue Amano said in a low voice, "Since he chose to ignore the risks and enter the Divine Tomb, that means he's already prepared for the moment he comes out, to face all eight emperor-class bosses at once."
"If he can walk out of the Divine Tomb alive, then that very moment will be the death of those eight emperor-class bosses."
Once those words fell, silence filled the room.
Inoue Amano's words sent a chill through everyone's hearts.
Could it be… this Necromancer was far more terrifying than they had ever imagined?
"The eight great beasts are not the Necromancer's end," Inoue Amano clenched his fist tightly, his tone heavy, "If we truly want to kill him, we'll have to find another way!"
And in fact, Inoue Amano had been thinking of another way.
Then he turned to a councilor seated to his right and asked, "That matter I assigned you last time, finding the Demon Emperor, how's that going?"
"The Demon Emperor's movements are unpredictable. Still searching."
Just as that councilor finished speaking, the next second, he suddenly received a message.
He looked down at his phone, and instantly his eyes lit up.
"Found him!"
"We've found traces of the Demon Emperor."
Hearing that, Inoue Amano immediately stood up, "Where is he?"
The councilor quickly said, "The World 60, the Frozen Kingdom! Within the borders of the Batan Nation!"
At that, Inoue Amano instantly touched the back of his hand, activating an Otherworld teleportation channel.
Without another word, he logged directly into the Otherworld.
Whoosh!
As Inoue Amano vanished together with the light screen, the rest of the councilors around the table looked at each other, bewildered and confused.
"What's His Majesty planning to do, looking for the Demon Emperor?"
"Who knows… could he be planning to cooperate with him?"
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[Otherworld, World 60, The Frozen Kingdom]
Batan Nation, within its national borders.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Amid the endless snow and ice, a warrior clad in golden armor was slaughtering snow demons without restraint.
Each time he struck one down, the snow demon's body dissolved into silver light, which then gathered into the longsword held by the golden warrior.
And this golden warrior, was none other than the Demon Emperor, Yu!
Slash!
With a single stroke of his sword, the Demon Emperor cut down an entire swarm of snow demons around him.
Dozens of silver lights converged into the silver blade, slowly forming a thin layer of frost over its edge.
The Demon Emperor caressed the sword gently and muttered in a low voice, "Not enough… still not enough!"
Just as he was about to continue hunting snow demons,
his sharp senses suddenly caught something.
Someone, or something, was approaching.
A cold gleam flashed through his eyes.
The next moment, he leapt aside.
Then—
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
A barrage of magic spheres rained down from the sky, blasting apart the snowfield where he had just been standing.
Right after, a massive crowd of professionals surged in from behind.
Looking around, there were at least several thousand high-level professionals from Batan Nation, all radiating killing intent as they rushed forward.
They clearly weren't natives of the World 60, they were obviously professionals from one of the higher worlds.
Their levels were all at the full cap of Level 500, each at their Tier 9 form.
And among them, Batan Nation's President himself, Shafu, had personally come.
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