I Only Wanted to Invite the Three Witch Kings as Guests

With the Bronze Royal Court's aid, the Silver Royal Court was smoothly breached, just as the two Great Witch Kings had envisioned.

Countless Totem Spells had laid the foundation for victory, paid for with the lives of Totem Warriors.

All that remained was to kill the Silver Shaman King, and everything would settle into the dust.

Yet that was the hardest part. The Bronze Shaman King and Gold Shaman King watched coldly as the Totem Warriors under their command charged at the Silver Shaman King.

Even though those Totem Warriors could only be annihilated as cannon fodder when facing the Silver Shaman King's Totem Spells, the two merely watched in silence.

They were draining the Silver Shaman King's Totem Spells, paving the way for the true battle between Witch Kings.

The Totem Warriors dying here came from the Tribes. No matter how many died, it would not greatly affect the Royal Courts.

Especially the large Tribes. The heavier their casualties, the better—it would make them easier to control.

"With the Silver Bloodline's enhancement of Totem Spells, the Totem Spells on the Silver Shaman King should be nearly exhausted."

"The remaining Totem Spells he holds as trump cards will definitely be reserved for you and me. We can't force them out." The Bronze Shaman King spoke.

The meaning was clear: there was little more cannon fodder to spend. It was time for them to take the field.

The Gold Shaman King nodded. A great many Bloodline Abilities activated across his body, and he then glanced at the Bronze Shaman King. "Then let's do it."

Having said that, he attacked directly.

Seeing this, the Bronze Shaman King also activated his Bloodline Abilities without hesitation. Though he did not possess as many as the Gold Shaman King, they suited him extraordinarily well.

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