So dealing with Khufu of the Egyptian Undead Empire first was the right choice. Once Mo Xie obtained the remaining thirty percent of the authority, he could use it to strengthen his Undead Empire of China and raise the power of those under his command. Then he could consider his next move.
Perhaps the authority of the Shadow Descendant King and the Evil Saint King could help me. And there are the Totem Beasts I've collected...
Curled up in Mo Xie's arms, Asharuiya froze when she heard this. She had never imagined his ambitions were so vast, but after thinking it over, she calmed down.
After all, the Emperor before her was her younger brother—and now he was her man. How could she not be moved?
Mo Xie brought his attention back to the present. His long fingers wandered over her smooth, delicate leg as he looked at the Eight Directions Undead Lords, who were brimming with excitement and eager for battle. He smiled.
"All right. Make sure your people understand: the war will begin in a few months, or half a year at most. Be ready... Nine Nether Queen, stay. The rest of you may leave."
"Yes!!!"
Dark death energy instantly filled the Palace. When it cleared, seven of the Undead Monarchs had vanished, leaving only the graceful Nine Nether Queen.
The Nine Nether Queen lifted her exquisitely beautiful face, her eyes reflecting Mo Xie on the Dragon Throne. A seductive smile curved her lips as she strode toward him, her slender legs carrying her forward with a sway of her waist and hips.
Her movements were alluring, yet everything about her radiated poise and elegance. Every gesture and smile held that contrast: a noble lady before others, but in bed...
She went straight to Mo Xie's side. Her