Plotting Against King's Hall

Alora, naturally not daring to presume upon Mengka's request for advice, put down his wine cup and said respectfully, "Lord Mengka, in my humble opinion, they may be plotting against that lord."

"Oh?" Mengka raised an eyebrow, clearly not expecting this answer. "Why is that? Could it be that they already have a way to deal with that one?"

To destroy the King's Hall, at least one Demon Commander is needed to act as a scapegoat, but that can only be achieved if no one else knows about it.

It's no secret now that Mengka has absolutely no idea how Ge Xiusi could clear the King's Hall dungeon without taking any damage.

Moreover, isn't Ge Xiusi afraid that the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, and that they will be the ones to take advantage of the situation?

But Alora simply smiled at Mengka's doubts, and as everyone held their breath, his slightly seductive voice rang out again in the hall. "It's not that he can do it, but that he has no choice but to do it."

The current situation is extremely unfavorable for Ge Xiusi and his companions; maintaining the status quo is nothing more than a slow death. Therefore, Ge Xiusi will not let go of the opportunity to turn the tide.

Mengka and the other Demon Commander suddenly realized that, indeed, it was clear to anyone with eyes that Ge Xiusi and his group were at a disadvantage, and unless they increased their strength, everything else was just empty talk.

"Then how should we deal with this?" Mengka's expression turned slightly serious. Even though he didn't think Ge Xiusi and his group had the strength to take over the King's Hall, he was just afraid of the worst-case scenario.

"Hehe~"

Alora gave a sly smile. "Lord Mengka, how about we lie in wait at the Demon King's palace?"

Huh? The air pressure around Mengka suddenly dropped. Although the King's Hall was already very weak, they couldn't just jump around like this!

Going there would be like walking into a trap.

"Tell me in detail." Despite his displeasure, after so much training, Mengka had somewhat restrained his impulsive nature.

Out of trust in his strategist, he calmly gave Alora a chance to explain.

"Lord Mengka, do you think King's Hall King will leave the palace?" Alora didn't speak, but asked the same question again.

"Impossible." Mengka immediately shook his head in denial. Putting himself in his shoes, if he were weak and vulnerable, with a large group of people eyeing him covetously, he would never leave his fortress; that would be suicide.

Mengka, however, had considerable faith in the King's Hall's intelligence; he was unlikely to do something so foolish.

"That's it then," Alora chuckled, "As the saying goes, if the mountain won't come to me, I'll come to the mountain. What do you think Ge Xiusi and the others will do?"

"Um..."

Mengka remained silent for a moment, then... exclaimed in horror, "You mean Ge Xiusi and his men will march straight to the palace?"

Perhaps stunned by this outlandish conjecture, he even began to dismiss the answer, "Impossible, has Ge Xiusi gone mad?"

The royal palace is the main base of the King's Hall. Who knows how many contingency plans he has prepared there? With those three ugly and deformed people Ge Xiusi, where would they get the guts to make a move?

Meanwhile, Ge Xiusi was also embroiled in a heated argument because of his decision.

"Ge Xiusi, are you crazy?" Lienu couldn't help but exclaim. This guy actually wanted to sneak into the palace and assassinate the King's Hall. Just how much of a shock did he suffer?

"Go die if you want, I'm not playing along." With that, Lienu was about to leave first, but Shadow Demon General Xiu Ge, who was just standing in the background, quickly grabbed him and kept trying to persuade him, afraid that the alliance would disband.

At that time, what awaits them may be a bloody revenge from Mengka and his men.

Although Lienu and the others ultimately stayed, their unpredictable expressions revealed that if Ge Xiusi could not provide a satisfactory explanation, they would part ways.

Even if they were to directly confront Mengka and the others, there was no need to storm the palace! As the saying goes, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse; they were still quite afraid of the Demon King's strength.

"Don't worry, I won't send you to your deaths." However, at this moment, a slightly mysterious smile appeared on Ge Xiusi's lips.

"Besides, those guys from Mengka's group are probably already planning to go to the King's Hall and wait for us to walk right into their trap!"

Half a month later.

King's Hall frowned, staring calmly at Mengka in front of him. "What's wrong with you?"

Mengka kept his head down, afraid that he might do something wrong and be killed. It would be relatively easy for the King's Hall to kill him.

"Your King's Hall, I have come to report some information." Taking a deep breath and suppressing his racing heart, Mengka began to deliver the lines he had prepared long ago, as rehearsed.

"What is it?" King's Hall frowned, seemingly in a bad mood, and asked in a low voice.

However, Mengka was slightly more relaxed at this point. If King's Hall had asked him questions with a smile, he might have worried about whether there had been any problems with the plan.

"What I wish to report to Your Majesty is that the Giant Demon General Gexiusi and his men are plotting a rebellion..." At this point, Mengka nervously glanced at the King's Hall's reaction, and seeing that his expression remained calm, he continued with relief.

"I want to... I want to... attack Your King's Hall." As soon as he finished speaking, Mengka felt a terrifying aura suddenly erupt around him, instantly pressing him to the ground.

Mengka could only lie on the ground, motionless, and dared not shout, silently enduring the pain.

After about several dozen breaths, King's Hall Dian suddenly withdrew his imposing aura, his face ashen. "Continue..."

"Yes!"

Mengka then went on to explain Ge Xiusi's plan in detail. Although the King's Hall always seemed to have complete faith in him, Monka was well aware that this was just an act.

But...

Mengka sneered inwardly, "Even if this isn't true, I can still make it a reality."

"Then what are you here for?" King's Hall asked without saying a word.

Another fifteen minutes passed, King's Hall said sarcastically, "Could it be that you've also taken a fancy to this old bone of mine?"

"Your subordinate wouldn't dare." Although it was the truth, Mengka still maintained an unwavering loyalty, declaring righteously, "Your subordinate's loyalty to the King's Hall Highness is as clear as day!"

"We don't have the sun here..." came the faint voice from the King's Hall next door, making Mengka extremely embarrassed.

"Uh..." Just as Mengka was about to try to save him, the King's Hall waved his hand, "Alright, no need to say anything more."

"Let them come if they want. I want to see what tricks these beasts who devour their master have up their sleeves." The last part seemed to be addressed to Mengka.

"My days are numbered. Since you want to be my successor, then you'd better take care of those guys!"

Those guys were none other than Ge Xiusi and his group, whom Mengka had mentioned. Then, the King's Hall staggered away from the hall.

In Mengka's eyes, the King's Hall's back view at this moment had a sense of a hero's decline, and a trace of guilt flashed through his heart, but it quickly disappeared.

Everyone looks out for themselves; otherwise, Heavenly Punishment doomed. I believe King's Hall Wang will understand.