(Thanks to Emperor Loves Hou Ru for the reward bonus chapter.)
Li Qinwu tossed aside the dead feed, pricked up his ears, and listened to the voice coming through the Shuttle radio.
That guy called the Death Lord seemed to be an important figure among these Eighteen Routes of Pig-Monkey Alliance, probably a Chaos Warband leader.
He wanted the various pig-monkey factions to reveal their warband strength and meet on the Death World's surface, in an absolutely neutral area.
This could be considered an icebreaking operation. Their Chaos Warbands usually fought each other to the death, and now that they suddenly had to cooperate on something major, nobody really knew what to expect.
After all, everyone wanted the others to charge ahead while they hung back to reap the benefits and stab people in the back. Who would be willing to go first?
This gathering on the surface was meant to be an icebreaking operation.
Now that they were meeting offline, nobody could stab me in the back anymore, right?~
Besides, this warband leader called Death also needed to see with his own eyes what caliber these Eighteen Routes of Lords were.
Otherwise, once they reached the battlefield, they might find not Eighteen Routes of Lords, but Eighteen Routes of Pig-Monkeys.
To keep everyone from holding back and make them reveal all their strength, he laid out the postwar distribution principles to motivate them.
Surely, for the sake of getting a bigger share after the war, the Eighteen Routes of Pig-Monkeys would stop hiding their strength and reveal their true capabilities.
As soon as Death finished speaking, a chorus of bizarre laughter immediately erupted across the public communication channel.
All sorts of chaotic voices rang out over the comms, spewing every kind of obscenity.
Some of those voices clearly could