I Am the Real Me

"Your Majesty, what do we do now?" The Abyssal Kings came before the Abyssal Sage King one after another, fear in their eyes.

An existence like the Black Empress, over the past six thousand years, had been enough to throw the Blood God Legion into chaos even if she had only projected an avatar over.

But now, the Black Empress's true body had actually been killed in such a short time. She had not even managed to leave behind her Plane Seed. The ninth layer of the abyss had completely shattered, and like the Abyssal Kings of the thirty-fifth and eighty-sixth layers, the Black Empress no longer had even the possibility of resurrection.

How could these Abyssal Kings not be afraid?

"Continue sending the Abyssal Subjects to assault the Blood God Legion's army. Abyssal Kings are not to act on their own. Join hands with me. Once we break all the seals, we'll strike together. Even if the Douluo Plane has the ability to shatter Plane Seeds, with so many of us attacking at once, I'd like to see what they can use to stop us." The Abyssal Sage King gritted his teeth and said, "Abyssal Kings, continue the sacrifices! At any cost!"

"I'll do it!"

"I'll do it!"

"I'll do it!"

One Abyssal King after another scrambled to step forward. This time, the Abyssal Sage King did not even need to promise them any benefits.

If they sacrificed themselves to the Abyssal Passage, they would not have to join the battle, and their resurrection would be guaranteed.

But as for the other Abyssal Kings, in a while, who knew how many would die in battle, and who knew how many would be able to resurrect? All of that was unknown.

Compared to risking death in battle without being