A cold aura gushed out of the crystal coffin, which made Gabriel shiver.
Outside the hall, a faint curtain of light enveloped the hall, as if it could completely separate the hall from this world.
Gabriel entered the hall, bowed, and said respectfully.
"Your Excellencies, the evil spirit in the Empire Palace of Pop Empire is getting stronger and stronger. When shall we start?"
"If we continue to wait, once the Demon God completes the arrangement, our chances of success will be greatly reduced." "Only when the emperor of the Pop Empire is destroyed can I replace him. Only when I completely control the Pop Empire can I offer more blood food to you." As soon as he finished speaking, the hall fell into silence. Only the cold wind was blowing in the hall. After a long time, the old man in the crystal coffin in the middle suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were as red as blood, and his voice was cold, "Don't worry!"