My bathroom connects to another world

"Have you all made up your minds? The great Lord of Plague doesn't always feel this way."

A Corpse Demon appeared in a temple, surrounded by a deathly gray color palette. Among all the temples, only the Death Temple had this kind of atmosphere; different temples had distinct styles.

The people around exchanged glances. Finally, someone spoke up, "How can we be sure this won't affect us?"

"Heh, it's well known that only our Death God Series' divinities are the least concerned with their believers. Even if you change your faith, the divinities won't care, especially since the change is still within the Death God Series."

Everyone knew that, in reality, the Death Spirit valued the undead the most.

With the undead providing faith, living beings didn't hold much significance.

The undead might offer little faith individually, but they are numerous, and their faith is pure without much impurity.

In contrast, these Undead Professionals are different, with each harboring too many thoughts. If it weren't for their unique power system forcing them to band together, the existence of the Undead System temple would be questionable.

"This is an extremely rare opportunity. If the great Lord of Plague accepts you, then in the future, you too can become true believers of the divinity. With the divinity's favor, you can all become demigods."

Of course, this was just to say; even they themselves hadn't had such an opportunity.

Even for the divinity, creating a demigod is by no means an easy task.

The others only listened casually; the biggest question now was whether this matter would benefit them.

If the plan succeeded, they could naturally rise with the tide, maybe even reach demigod status. But if it failed, then they would be enemies of the entire world.

In such circumstances, they didn't believe they had a chance to survive.

Even if they managed to survive by luck, they would have to live in hiding, unable to show themselves.

"This is a one-time opportunity. In a few days, we will launch an all-out attack. If you haven't made up your minds by then, don't blame us." After speaking, he began to move his feet, struggling to leave.

The people exchanged glances without speaking; this matter was too serious.

As Undead Professionals, they didn't trust each other even among their own kind.

However, within a few days, something major happened on the battlefield. The previously solid frontline was suddenly destroyed.

The direction of the Lusis Empire was pushed inward by a large distance, with one-fifth of the northern territory instantly falling. Those who had been organizing to block the populace turned into undead at once.

The masses there were the same; if one went over now, they would see undead beings covering the land as far as the eye could see.

The Lusis King was utterly panicked and urgently called for external aid.

He hadn't expected it himself; he thought the throne would become unstable, but now it was firmly set. It's like a hot potato that no one wants to take over.

Even his sons, who had previously fought fiercely over it, now kept their distance.

Whether this country could continue to exist was a question; it was truly a difficult position to be in.

Moreover, sitting on this position now meant all kinds of mistakes would be attributed to oneself. Who would want to take over at this time? The Royal Family members, who were previously at each other's throats, suddenly became harmonious recently.

At this moment, Zhao Guang received the news at the back.

"Guangzi, what's going on? Why are they at war again?" Zhao Feng asked his son.

Zhao Guang was a bit troubled too: "This world is constantly at war. You see how prosperous it is here; it's because I've spent years developing it this way. People in other places aren't as well off."

Then Zhao Guang said, "Recently, the undead system divinities seem to have intervened on the Borick Continent and have been fighting there continuously. Now, one empire is about to fall."

"Guangzi, if there's danger, let's go back. There's no need to stay here," Zhao Guang's mother suggested. But this time, his father glared at her directly, "Woman, what do you know? Guangzi is a ruler now; how can he abandon his people? Do you know what consequences that would cause?"

Zhao Guang's mother opened her mouth, glared at him angrily, but knew that this time the matter was indeed significant.

This was not something she could casually comment on; the consequences were terrifying even to think about for a woman from the countryside. Better to let them handle it.

Ye Zhi was listening too; these were matters she needed to confront.

"Zhao Guang, I remember the strength of the Lusis Empire being quite formidable. How did it collapse so quickly?" Ye Zhi asked during a break.

With Ye Zhi present, Xi Fei had no intention of overstepping and remained silent.

Looking at the documents, Zhao Guang said, "The undead professionals there have all betrayed us. Although we have always been wary, who would've thought these guys couldn't be trusted anytime."

The undead professionals on the Borick Continent are not weak; many demigod powerhouses are among them.

Among the various temple systems, though the Death Temple's system is not as strong as the other two alliances, it certainly isn't much weaker.

"Previously, the Order Temple and the Evil God Temple were constantly at war, too engrossed to notice these people. When they acted, they directly opened a gap in the frontline, but that's not the worst."

Looking at the reports, Zhao Guang was even more troubled: "According to the report, these people launched a surprise attack that severely injured several demigods. Now the resistance is even weaker." At first, no one expected them to achieve this level.

"Then what should we do? Don't we only have three in our family?"

"Don't worry. Although we only have three demigods here, they are all near the top among demigods. Besides, that place isn't our main territory; we're ultimately a nation of the Delan Continent."

"What I'm most worried about now is the City of Death. These guys might have already contacted them."

Thinking of this, Zhao Guang said to Xi Fei, "Send out the notice to closely monitor everything around the City of Death. Also, inform other countries and temples of this news."

The Temple Alliance is the closest; if war breaks out, they'll be the first to bear the brunt.

Zhao Guang didn't want to be the main force; isn't it better to let the people of the Temple Alliance hold the line in front? Xi Fei nodded and immediately opened her communicator to pass the message along.