Many Kings had a headache now.
Because they truly did not know what to do.
Join forces with the human race against the Nirvana Dao?
What if the Nirvana Dao also joined forces with the human race?
Because whether it was the forbidden zones or the Nirvana Dao, their essence was to erode and devour everything.
The human race seemed no different no matter which side it allied with.
And if the human race joined forces with the Nirvana Dao, their forbidden zones definitely would not be able to withstand it.
When that time came... it would truly be troublesome.
When that time came, these Kings would likely all die in battle.
Everyone argued. Some said they should contact headquarters.
But other Kings objected. "Right now, we are the local emperors here. But if we contact headquarters and they send experts over, we'll become lackeys and cannon fodder."
"Everyone, do you want to be cannon-fodder lackeys, or local emperors?"
One King muttered, "We're fucking about to die. Who still cares about being a local emperor? Is it useful?"
One King sighed. "I would rather die on the battlefield, perishing together with Nirvana Dao experts, than have another master over my head."
At those words, many Kings fell silent.
That was right!
They had originally stood high above all others in this place, throwing their weight around.
A single sentence from them could decide the life and death of tens or even hundreds of billions of living beings.
With a single thought from them, countless living beings would labor for them and satisfy their needs.
They could do whatever they wanted.
Never had any living being dared to stand in their way.
What was more, they had finally killed Heaven. Other than Chu Qing, no living being remained above them to