Lord Era: I, The Strongest Lord Of The Abyss!

#1277 - Chapter 1277 Declaration of War and Destiny

"......"

Seeing the Abyss Lord and the other envoys looking at him.

The Styx Envoy, wearing a hood and standing alone to the side, raised his head.

The next second.

A pair of eyes filled with the aura of death met Wu Wei's eyes, which were filled with the aura of the abyss.

These two strange beings stared at each other in silence.

Neither of them spoke, but they were observing each other.

Like the Abyss Lord in front, the Styx Envoy looked at him coldly.

Eventually.

As time passed, the envoy took the lead in speaking.

"We."

"Never."

"Surrender."

The Styx Envoy said softly.

His tone, like the other undead, was neither frivolous nor heavy.

It was as if an ancient voice was floating towards everyone present.

"I understand."

Wu Wei nodded, indicating that he understood the other party's choice.

"Then is this the will of your Thirteen Undead Council, or the will of the Styx itself?"

The Thirteen Undead Council is the highest authority in the undead world.

They lead all the undead and set the so-called rules for them.

But.

The reason why Wu Wei mentioned the will of the Styx was because the world of death is an extremely special place.

In this land of death, there is not only a physical organization like the Thirteen Undead Council.

There is also the real existence of the Styx's will, which is completely silent.

That's why Wu Wei asked whether it was the will of the Thirteen Undead Council or the will of the Styx.

To some extent, the two are one.

But they are completely different.

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"What I am conveying is the will of the Thirteen Undead."

The Styx Envoy said calmly.

"They are the earliest thirteen undead in this world, but at the same time, they are the pioneers of all of us undead."

"They can directly represent all of us undead."

The Thirteen Undead can represent all the undead...

Wu Wei chewed on these words.

In these ten years, he, who had grown politically, was no longer the naive lord he used to be.

So after a little thought, Wu Wei understood something.

At least.

He thought he understood something.

"Okay."

"I understand."

Wu Wei nodded.

Seeing that Wu Wei already understood his meaning, the Styx Envoy also followed the example of the other envoys and made a salute to Wu Wei.

However, as an envoy of the Styx.

The salute he made was actually quite special.

This kind of salute made everyone present frown.

Some envoys even looked at Wu Wei with interesting eyes, trying to see how Wu Wei would react after seeing this salute.

Because...

The salute made by this envoy was a kind of understanding that represented "May you have a peaceful death."

This kind of salute may be popular among the undead.

But, in the eyes of a living person like Wu Wei.

This kind of salute is probably a mockery.

However, to the disappointment of those envoys.

Wu Wei did not get angry because of this.

He didn't even have any emotional fluctuations.

He just nodded slowly, and then indicated that the Styx Envoy could leave.

However, just as the Styx Envoy was about to leave.

Wu Wei, the Abyss Lord, suddenly stopped him.

"Is there anything else?"

"Nothing."

Wu Wei smiled.

But it was also the kind of smile that didn't reach his eyes.

There was no hint of a smile in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Wei's voice was transmitted to the ears of all the envoys present.

"I just want you to pass on a message."

Wu Wei looked at the Styx Envoy and said coldly.

"Go back and tell your Thirteen Undead Council."

"The Endless Abyss is about to obtain its own Styx."

"And from now on, all those who are reborn must go through the selection of the Endless Abyss before they can enter the cycle of life!"

"Is this a declaration of war?"

The envoy asked.

"No."

Wu Wei smiled.

"This is fate!"