I Became the Progenitor Vampire

"The undead are preparing to attack the 269th Plane and wish to hire us to head there," the Naga leader announced.

Hearing this, Lide raised an eyebrow.

The undead want to strike at the 269th Plane? Do they possess such strength?

Though the 269th Level Gravel Plane was close by, that plane was so barren. And with the undead being a single force, could they truly shake an entire plane?

"Wanting to hire us, can the undead afford such a price?" Lide chuckled, "Ollie, take me to meet the envoys of our neighbors."

Having said that, he turned his head to glance at the two Double-Horned Demon Lords, "You stay here and receive the Dawn Legion."

"Yes, Your Highness."

After giving his instructions, Lide followed the Naga leader and left, leaving behind the four remaining Extraordinary Demons to wait.

Upon entering this den of evil, whispers of Abyssal blasphemy, unconscious and faint yet persistent, began to echo once again.

Any life belonging to the Good Camp would be affected living in such an environment for extended periods, eventually degenerating into a being aligned with the Chaotic Evil Camp.

This was no land of friendship. Lide allowed Dawn's exploration team into the Abyss, also intending to research how to resolve this issue.

Lide did not pay much attention to the undead in the north of the Gravel Plane's Corrupted Land.

Moreover, according to the Naga leader, the undead rarely interacted with other forces; this had been the case for decades, even centuries.

In his view, evil beings that huddled in one region, no matter how powerful, couldn't turn the tide; and with the Gravel Plane being so impoverished, it was unlikely to spawn any beings too powerful.

Therefore, Lide was somewhat curious what these undead, who seldom made contact with the outside world, truly sought from him.

Did they genuinely want to conquer other planes? If so, why hadn't these undead conquered the Gravel Plane first?

At this time, the territory of the Double-Horned Demons had already stationed the entire Chaotic Army. Beyond the central area, the disordered sight unfolded before them.

Hundreds of thousands of chaotic lives gathered together, creating a scene so chaotic it was unbearable to witness. If not for a few Extraordinary beings and the Naga Law Enforcement Team maintaining order, these demons would likely have started slaying each other at any moment—even though they collectively worshipped Lide.

However, upon seeing Lide, these demons turned obedient and submissive. The Chaotic Army demons all knelt as he passed, their eyes blazing with fervent adoration for Lide, the great God of Twilight.

Lide showed no mercy, releasing his Divine Dignity abundantly; the oppressive might choked the demons, their faces flushed red.

Yet, a glance at the attribute panel showed that not only did Lide's actions fail to decrease the demons' loyalty, but their devout faith skyrocketed.

No life revered the strong more than demons. Being ruled by a superior force they couldn't resist was a great honor.

Lide walked amidst such prostration for seven or eight minutes until the guiding Naga leader stopped in front of a demon building constructed of rubble stones and adorned with twisted symbols.

Without waiting for the Naga leader to report, Lide instantly sensed the unique aura of the undead within the building. Being the owner of an Undead Plane, he was very sensitive to such presences.

He stepped straight through the entrance.

Lide's Divine oppressiveness did not retract; upon entering the house, it felt like an ancient giant dragon squeezing into a small pond, instantly crushing everything like a collapsing mountain, freezing the souls of every being within.

He saw seven or eight undead before him, the azure Soul Fire burning fiercely within their skeletal skulls, cooling the room despite the flames.

These undead were tall, each over two meters high, and what surprised Lide the most was that they donned Solid Black Armor and wielded greatswords that emanated a chilling aura.

Clearly, these were not the pauper undead he had imagined—they seemed rather significant, and their equipment was not the kind forged by any average smith.

Lide subconsciously opened the attribute panel, glanced over it, and immediately understood.

These special undead were the trump card of the undead forces—Horror Knights.

And their level, astonishingly, all were at Level 15, with the leader even having reached the Transcendent Level.

However, powerful as these Horror Knights were, their Soul Fire still trembled under Lide's Divine Power as if they could be extinguished at any moment.

The Horror Knight whose level was as high as 20 took a moment to regain composure before respectfully stepping forward and greeting Lide.

"Great God of Twilight, the Dark Sovereign sends his regards to you."

The Dark Sovereign?

Lide's eyes narrowed. Who was this?

Knowing he was the God of Twilight and still daring to send someone, could it be that the Gravel Plane still concealed some undead overlord?

This was originally the place sealed by the God of Twilight... Could it be that some other undead Evil God was sealed here?

At this thought, Lide's expression soured. Was he that unlucky? Just occupying an abyssal plane, and there were two gods present...

But on second thought, this seemed like a stroke of luck... If the other party was sealed, just like the God of Twilight, wouldn't he be in for another windfall?

Interest sparked in his eyes.

"You lowly undead, who gave you the courage to dare hire my legions?"

The blasphemous language of ancient times now mixed with the Power of Faith and thundered out, with dignity magnified tenfold, a hundredfold, like an eighteenth-level explosion that spiraled up into mountains thousands of meters high, earthshaking.

The stars dimmed, and the heavens and earth trembled.

Such a dreadful pressure was certainly not something the newly advanced Transcendent undead could contend with.

The Soul Fire of the Horror Knights, which had previously burned fiercely, now dangled on the brink, like a flickering candle in the wind, possibly extinguished at any moment.

Utterly horrifying.

The once supremely confident Transcendent Horror Knights now felt a fatal danger in their souls by instinct, an uncontestable dignity that infiltrated their essence.

When they spoke again, the tone carried a hint of fear.

"Great being, please forgive our trespasses, we come on behalf of the Dark Sovereign..."

"The Dark Sovereign? Never heard of him. Where is he sealed?"

Not only did Lide not retract his pressure upon hearing this, he intensified it, and his spiritual power also spread out, observing every detail about this Horror Knight.

"Great God of Twilight, my god currently resides in the Undead Plane. The Dark Sovereign is one of the fifteen Monarchs of the Undead Plane, commanding legions of millions, not a sealed god..."

Monarchs of the Undead Plane?

Lide's gaze sharpened.

The Undead Plane, unlike the Abyss, was composed of countless planes, while the Undead Plane, like the Main Plane, was a vast plane that had existed since the beginning of creation, where only undead life forms thrived.

And the Dark Bosses who ruled over this land of evil were among the fourteen Undead Monarchs.

The God of Bones, once the forger of the Land of Bone-Burying, was one of the top three most powerful Undead Monarchs of the Undead Plane, with extremely terrifying strength.

But the issue was, from time immemorial, there had only been fourteen Monarchs in the Undead Plane. Where did this fifteenth Monarch come from?

He had never heard of this Dark Sovereign, and the Main Plane had never recorded any related information.

"Foolish Horror Knight, there are only fourteen Monarchs in the Undead Plane. Since when did the Dark Monarch become the fifteenth Monarch??"

According to Main Plane legends, every Undead Monarch was extremely powerful, and even those ranking at the top possessed their own Subordinate Gods, and not just any Divine could become an Undead Monarch.

Under the imposing Dignity of the terrifying Main God, the soul fire of the Horror Knight fluttered more and more.

"Great God of Twilight, the Dark Sovereign is a newly ascended Undead Monarch..." Although the voice shook slightly under the pressure, it was filled with confidence.

Lide's gaze sharpened as he sensed that the Horror Knight was not lying... Could this be true?

Was there really a new Undead Monarch eyeing the Gravel Plane?

His complexion couldn't help but turn ugly at the thought.

This was many times more terrifying than a sealed Divine.

The enemy this time was overwhelmingly strong.

No, the other party wasn't an enemy yet.

As Lide's thoughts whirled, his expression slowly regained composure; if the other party had hostile intentions, they would have directly sent an army instead of a messenger.

For now, it was best to first figure out what this Undead Monarch really wanted before responding.

The Divine Power was slightly retracted, allowing the Horror Knight a moment to catch his breath.

"I sense that you have not lied.

Speak your purpose, Undead."

The Horror Knight, whose soul fire had nearly collapsed under the pressure of the Divine Power, gradually reignited. The Extraordinary Undead then solemnly organized his words before speaking.

"Great God of Twilight, the Undead Plane, due to the millennia of expansion by the other fourteen Grand Dukes, has long run out of new land.

The territory left for my god is too insignificant, unworthy of his Dignity.

My god plans to invade the Abyss and expand his domain."

Lide's eyelids twitched; this Dark Sovereign's thoughts coincided almost exactly with his own.

However, while the other wanted an invasion due to a lack of territory in the Undead Plane, he wanted it for the development of Dawn City. The fundamental demands were different, but the goals were remarkably similar.

"Undead, the Dark Sovereign's thoughts are very similar to mine. What do you want?"

The Horror Knight's empty eyes stared directly at Lide, and the bluish soul fire within grew even colder.

"Great God of Twilight, we need to use the Abyss Transmission Array that you control...

That Transmission Array was a relic left from the Battle of the Ancient Gods, once used by my god.

Today, we sensed the presence of that Transmission Array and were specially dispatched to come here."

Upon hearing this, Lide couldn't help feeling somewhat vexed; the other party must have sensed the presence due to the Land of Bone-Burying devouring the Transmission Array and the ensuing energy fluctuation.

But wasn't this too coincidental, that they just happened to have used it before? It seemed far-fetched...

However, at this moment, there was a problem because the Transmission Array had been devoured by his Land of Bone-Burying; how could he lend it now?

To use the transmission, one must go inside the Land of Bone-Burying and then only can they transfer to other planes...

To transfer within the Land of Bone-Burying...

Transfer...

Lide muttered the word several times, when suddenly a bolt of lightning flashed through his mind.

He had, in that instant, conceived an exceedingly bold and mad idea.

These Undead were intent on conquering other planes, which would inevitably lead to wars against the powers of those planes.

But could these wars be waged within the Land of Bone-Burying??

If so, then his Abyss pig farming scheme could evolve into using another's knife to slaughter pigs, borrowing the blade of the Undead Monarch to butcher even fatter and larger swine...

Once this idea took root, Lide felt an itch in his heart as if it were being scratched by a cat.

Though it was only a budding thought, if one were to seriously ponder, it was possible to explore just how staggeringly profitable it could be.

Yet, there was an issue. If the Dark Sovereign could become an Undead Monarch, then his minions must be extraordinarily strong. If he were to send Divine Level subordinates, what should Lide do if they discovered something unusual about the Land of Bone-Burying?

Lide's brow furrowed slightly, but then his eyes brightened.

No, that's not right, there was a way... It was fully possible to set power level restrictions for passage through the Space Gate. Anything exceeding the Land of Bone-Burying's capacity to handle could be prevented from passing through, such as if beings above Legendary tried to enter, the Space Gate would collapse... This would circumvent the risk and keep it within controllable limits.

Once those planes were conquered, they could construct their own Transmission Arrays.

Lide believed an Undead Monarch couldn't lack the capability to build Transmission Arrays; otherwise, he wouldn't dream of seizing the Abyss Plane.

This would perfectly prevent those powerful subordinates from entering the Land of Bone-Burying.

As for how to turn the Land of Bone-Burying into a battlefield, that was simple too. By opening several Space Gates atop those planes and using treasures or other things to lure those chaotic Demons into the Land of Bone-Burying, it was entirely conceivable to hijack the Dark Sovereign's armies to execute the Abyss pig farming scheme.

In other words, he would be borrowing the Dark Sovereign's knife to slaughter the pigs of the Abyss Plane.

He could even switch things around by opening Space Gates on some powerful and resource-rich planes, letting the Dark Sovereign's army help him slay the native Demons.

Once the job was done and his own forces could handle the aftermath, he'd just send people to take over.

The more Lide pondered, the more he believed this plan was insane, yet its feasibility seemed exceptionally high.

But, leveraging a Monarch Level existence with terrifying power from the Undead Plane was ridiculously risky; if he were to be found out, he might severely crash and burn.

However, if handled with care, the reach of Dawn City could quickly expand within the Abyss.

Before him, this Extraordinary Horror Knight could never imagine that the mere Level 24 God of Twilight was already scheming to utilize the power of a being like the Dark Monarch to grow his own forces.

In fact, anyone who knew of Lide's thoughts would consider him a madman... This was indeed too crazy.

After all, he was contemplating using the Monarch of the Undead Plane, an existence as terrifying as a Divine Power God of humans.

Though Lide's thoughts raced, his expression remained calm, his divine aura undiminished.

"Undead, your status is far too low. Have the Dark Sovereign or a Divine under his command come speak with me.

This matter is not for you to decide."

These words were meant as a probe. If the other side actually dispatched a Divine Level force, he would immediately scrap this insane plan and lay low, perhaps even leave the Gravel Plane to start afresh somewhere else.

Even if he were to advance to Legendary, he would not cope with a Divine Level being, especially as he currently was only at Level 24, relying solely on his Skills to maintain a facade...

But if the other side rejected the proposal, or the strength they sent was within his expectations, then opportunities would greatly arise.

Hearing this, the Extraordinary Horror Knight went silent for a moment, then under Lide's watchful eyes, he fiercely swung the black scimitar in his hand.

Ciii~ A burst of chilly energy erupted forth.

The soul mark hidden on the scimitar was activated by that energy and whisked into the air, slowly converging into a dark Magic Mirror.

After the mirror coalesced, the surface rippled like water, and a moment later, a figure appeared in the magic mirror, cloaked in a skeleton cloak, crowned with a golden crown, and holding a white bone sword.

The figure, standing sideways, was situated in a palace constructed from human heads, resplendent and vast yet unspeakably cruel and cold.

Sensing something, under Lide's gaze, the figure slowly turned around.

Whoosh—the very instant the figure faced him, the soul fire, a ghastly blue flame, peered through the white skeletal orbits of the eyes and the magic mirror, fixing its gaze on Lide.

As their eyes met, despite the unfathomable distance across countless planes, Lide felt a breath-stopping aura of ultimate horror come rolling across time and space, crashing down upon him.

In that instant, he seemed to witness the terrifying specter of a ghost dragon lunging out, snapping at his soul, a horror knight charging toward him, a bone dragon spewing its dragon breath at him, and innumerable high-level undead flooding into his soul, set on tearing apart everything about him.

A piercing headache struck Lide's mind; he felt like he had been assaulted by the impact of a fifth-level spirit magic spell, his soul almost bursting.

Naturally, he couldn't let this run wild; the Dark Faith Power within him began to burn furiously.

Master of the Divine, with an aura as imposing as prison, the Undying King, the Master of Crimson, fear descends, the Savior... all auras, titles, skills all activated.

His blood-red eyes erupted with a thousand gleams, unflinchingly staring back at the empty undead eyes of the Dark Sovereign.

Both sides' pressures nearly materialized in that moment, the air in the cramped building becoming countless times denser than mercury, so much so that even the demons within thousands of feet felt as if a heavy hammer pressed against their chests, making breathing difficult.

The fifteenth monarch of the Undead Plane—the Dark Sovereign, was terrifyingly formidable.

There stood Lide, locked in a gaze with the Dark Sovereign across countless planes, as if time itself had frozen at this moment.

Despite the unfathomable span of distance, the harrowing pressure from the Dark Sovereign reached Lide with such clarity, it almost seemed as if the next second, his foe would step through the magic mirror, crossing all worlds, and shatter the entire plane.

But at this moment, it was a stand-off, with swords drawn; if he couldn't even withstand the gaze of the Dark Sovereign, what right did he have to negotiate, to pursue subsequent strategies?

The Dark Faith Power on the attribute panel was now plummeting at over 5000 points per second, only by burning this precious power could he contend with the frightful presence.

After a long while, the Dark Sovereign, observing Lide in silence, was the first to speak.

"That familiar aura... Vampire Main God, I have no desire to be your enemy."

Though separated by a vast distance, the Dark Sovereign still sensed the dignity of a Divine System Master in Lide.

Moreover, there was a lingering aura peculiar to gods slayers around him, and at first glance, he saw that the number of gods killed was not just one.

Strength is the only and eternal passe-partout.

A Divine System Master capable of killing gods— even as a monarch of the Undead Plane, he would not willingly make an enemy of such a being.

A being of that level, certainly no less formidable than himself.

The inner reserve of the Dark God was instantly revealed through his words, allowing Lide to breathe a slight sigh of relief.

The most critical hurdle was now passed; what followed would depend on his ability to, well, communicate.

It was his first time dealing with an entity of this level. The mermaid guarding the Destiny Tablet didn't count; her power had already lost much... Now this Dark Sovereign was undoubtedly at his peak.

Moreover, the fact that the Undead Plane's other fourteen monarchs had allowed the addition of an unprecedented seat, making him the fifteenth monarch, was a testament to the Dark Sovereign's strength.

"Dark Sovereign, your subordinates have already reported to me about your preparation to conquer the Abyss, what is your aim?"

Lide asked directly, his tone casual, as he quite pointedly asserted his position.

Right now, he was an entity of the same level as the other, naturally, he couldn't show weakness, he had to keep up the pretense under all circumstances, or else he might really end up dead...

After all, the Undead Monarch he was contending with was a being of Powerful Divine Power...

The Dark Sovereign peered at Lide through the Magic Mirror, the Soul Fire flickering silently within his eye sockets.

He felt indifferent toward Lide's tone—after all, he faced a Divine System Master just as formidable as himself.

His concern was how to deal with Lide. Initially, he had sent his troops merely to notify the other party to cooperate with the Undead's actions.

To him, what great powers could a barren Plane possibly harbor?

Under his intimidation, Evil Gods with Weak Divine Power or lesser might could only tremble and obey.

But to his surprise, this minor Plane had birthed a Divine being equal to him, necessitating a different approach.

As for any doubts about Lide's strength... The unique aura emanating from Lide after the slaying of a Divine being was evidence enough.

Even if a Divine aura could be falsified, dismissing the aura of a god-slayer as fake would be underestimating Divines far too much.

"Vampire Main God, over the long expanse of time, the Undead Plane has already established fixed territories..."

The Dark Sovereign thought for a moment before choosing to explain. He had only recently ascended as the Undead Monarch and saw no need to antagonize this formidable Vampire.

"While I have secured the recognition of all Monarchs upon becoming the Undead Monarch, the domain I rule is merely a hundred thousand miles—too restricted.

According to the Undead Pact, I cannot attack other Monarchs for one million years...

Therefore, the Abyss will become the area where I expand my rule, but I currently don't possess the coordinates of the other Planes within the Abyss to construct a Space Gate.

Vampire Main God, I have once used that Teleportation Gate in your possession, which can connect to various Planes of the Abyss..."

Lide nodded slightly at these words, believing the explanation; the Dark Sovereign of his stature would hardly stoop to lying about such a trivial matter.

After a moment of contemplation, he slowly said,

"Dark Sovereign, that Teleportation Gate has already been integrated into my Divine Country..."

Upon hearing this, the Soul Fire within the Dark Sovereign surged—was this damned Vampire planning to reject him?

A flicker of annoyance arose within him.

Instantly, his aura violently expanded.

The terrifying pressure, even through the Magic Mirror, came crashing down.

Beneath Lide, the ground erupted under the oppressive force that seemed to crush the heavens and earth, and shards of stone scattered into the air.

Yet his expression remained undisturbed; though he felt the daunting pressure, he kept his composure as he continued speaking.

"However, that doesn't mean there's no solution to this.

The Bloodline and the Undead are not enemies, and there is no animosity between you and me.

On the contrary, I admire your accomplishment in breaking out from the fourteen Archdukes' pattern of the Undead Plane and becoming the unprecedented fifteenth Archduke.

Such a feat certainly requires the most formidable strength and is absolutely awe-inspiring.

Dark Sovereign, as your new friend, I promise you in the name of the Dawn Divine System Master—I will aid you."

Lide's face did not even redden as he spoke these empty words; the thick-skinned veteran had come a long way.

However, he did feel a measure of respect for the Dark Sovereign in his heart; the strength of this new Monarch would certainly not be any less than that of the established old Undead Monarchs.

How else could he have gained the recognition of other overbearing Monarchs?

The Dark Sovereign, who had felt a tide of anger at first, was taken aback by these words, and the rage slowly dissipated, his mood inexplicably brightening a few degrees.

Undead, though evil and terrifying, were not adept at playing with schemes...

Especially since Lide's words hit right into the heart of the Dark Sovereign, becoming the fifteenth great duke of the Undead Plane was his proudest achievement, which was not something any ordinary Undead God could reach. For countless years, he was the only one!

To receive praise from someone of his own level was infinitely more pleasing than the flattery of believers.

For a moment, Lide began to look more agreeable to him.

However, the use of the term "Dawn Divine System" still surprised him, as it didn't seem to match the style of the Evil Camp, but rather that of the Light Camp...

But considering Lide's identity as a vampire, "dawn" seemed to be the darkest moment before sunrise, which made some sense.

After thinking for a moment, the Dark Sovereign slowly said,

"Dawn Main God, I acknowledge your honesty.

Since that teleportation array has already been integrated into your Divine Country, I will find another way."

Lide's eyelid twitched, wondering how this guy could be so easily fooled. Undead brains were too straightforward, unlike the two he had raised...

But if you're going to find another way, wouldn't my efforts be in vain?

He spoke in a deep voice,

"Dark Sovereign, I have said that I would assist you and will not go back on my word.

I can open my Divine Country to let your troops enter through my Divine Country and then head to the plane you want to reach. After you conquer those planes, you can establish a teleportation array."

The Soul Fire of the Dark Sovereign flickered upon hearing this, and he fell silent.

He hadn't expected Lide to make such an offer, as a Divine Country is the most secret and central location of a god. By opening his Divine Country for him to deploy troops, it was like handing him a knife, which could backstab him at any moment.

With this in mind, the Dark Sovereign took a deep look at Lide in front of the magic mirror, but the sincerity and determination Lide now exhibited moved the Undead again, and a small sense of emotion unexpectedly rose in his heart.

The lower the level of an Undead, the more their thinking and emotions tend to be sparse or mechanical, while an existence like the Dark Sovereign had thoughts and emotions that were no different from humans.

Nevertheless, the Undead Monarch was still hesitant; he was also afraid that Lide's offer might be a trap...

Although attacking a Divine Country could threaten a god, if the god set up an ambush, they could easily destroy his troops.

If he dispatches a powerful army and this vampire kills them, wouldn't that be a huge loss?

"This..."

Watching the Dark Sovereign's hesitant gaze, a hint of disappointment flashed in Lide's eyes, and then he spoke softly,

"Dark Sovereign, I admire your power, and I sincerely want to make your acquaintance. I will not betray you, nor do I intend to be your enemy.

Since you don't trust me, let's take a middle-ground approach.

The Space Gates I have opened cannot transport Transcendent beings and above.

You can dispatch military forces below Transcendent to my Divine Country, and after you have taken over a plane and established a teleportation gate, you can then use that gate to send your Transcendent and above forces through.

In this way, even if I harbor ill will towards you, your losses will be minimal and pathetic because, after all, Undead don't lack for skeletons."

The earlier statement was just a prelude; these few lines were Lide's real intentions. If he didn't achieve this step, how could he use the knife of the Dark Sovereign to slaughter the pigs of the Abyss?

But to the Dark Sovereign, Lide seemed just as powerful an existence, and the latter's concessions undeniably flattered him, so the Dark Sovereign began to be tempted.

As a newly ascended Monarch, he couldn't leave the Undead Plane easily, and the powerful Evil Gods of the Abyssal also paid no small attention to the Undead Plane.

Once he personally appeared in the Abyss, he might be attacked by several powerful Evil Gods.

This is also why he still needed to leverage external forces; if he could descend personally, naturally he would easily conquer the planes he wished to incorporate into his territory.

Now, if he could have an ally within the Abyss as powerful as himself, then for him—who had just ascended—it would be nothing but beneficial without any drawbacks.

As for whether Lide would harbor any ulterior motives, residing in the Undead Plane was both a limitation and a safeguard.

Once other Divine beings enter the Undead Plane, they will inevitably provoke hostility from all Undead Monarchs, and even if Lide were more powerful, it's impossible for him to withstand fifteen Undead Monarchs— not even the Death God could do that.

Most crucially, Lide had been very humble in his demeanor and his strength had also earned approval.

After a moment of silence, the Dark Sovereign finally spoke slowly,

"Dawn Main God, I have sensed your sincerity.

If you have not deceived me, then I am willing to become allies with the Divine system of Dawn."

Success!

A smile couldn't help but appear on Lide's face— Undead are indeed easy to deceive.

If it were some Demon Prince or Devil Lord who had come instead, he feared that for all his talk, these cunning lifeforms might not pay him any heed.

Of course, for now, the two sides have only made the simplest contact of interests, and even the Dark Sovereign will need some time to let down his guard, but it's nonetheless a good start.

"Dark Sovereign, I believe that the Divine system of Dawn and you will surely become allies with a firm relationship.

You can later send your subordinates to negotiate with mine.

In the future, I hope to have the opportunity to discuss and research Divine Positions and Divine Power with you, and to explore together the mysteries of the origin of the Glory World."

Upon hearing this, the Dark Sovereign responded slowly, "Dawn Main God, there will be opportunities in the future.

For the negotiation, the Horror Knight at your side can represent my will."

It was the first time the two had met, and naturally, the Dark Sovereign would not trust Lide too much; he was merely attempting a trial contact with him for now. In the future, if a stable alliance is established, mutual discussion could certainly be possible.

"Good, how should I contact you next time?"

Lide seized the opportunity to follow up; with the Dark Sovereign being so easily deceived, he certainly wouldn't just let the opportunity slip by. In the future, he might continue to close the gap between them, and then the Abyss pig-slaughtering plan wouldn't need to be so cautious...

Hearing this, the soul fire in the empty eyes of the Dark Sovereign flickered as he pondered for a moment. Eventually, he still felt that Lide, as the sovereign of the Dawn Divine system, deserved the right to contact him.

"Dawn Main God, my soul mark remains on the great sword carried by the Horror Knight; you only need to channel Divine Power to activate it.

The great sword, I'll leave it to you."

A smile appeared on Lide's face, "Thank you, respected Dark Sovereign, my friend. I hope to discuss the mysteries of the origin with you next time."

The Dark Sovereign looked deeply at Lide, then with a wave of his hand, erased the Magic Mirror.

After the ripple, the Magic Mirror shattered directly, and the image in front of him disappeared.

Sensing the disappearance of the Dark Sovereign's presence, Lide inwardly let out a huge sigh of relief.

At the same time, he was somewhat excited.

This time, it might seem that there were no substantial gains, but he had successfully established a line of communication with the Dark Sovereign, which was a bit frightening.

Moreover, he could now proceed to execute the pig-slaughtering plan.

Absolutely thrilling.