The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Chapter 3391: The Opportunists of the Death God Alliance

Although some conspiracy groups who defected to the Death God faith genuinely recognized the miracles brought by the Death God, most of them were devout because they had witnessed the power of the Death God's awakening. However, Imo Balastort was definitely not such a governor. His position simply didn't allow him to see everything that happened at the time. His choice to embrace the Death God faith wasn't because he truly believed in that unseen deity. More importantly, he had failed in several key games against his competitors, and the territory and business of his conspiracy group had shrunk dramatically. If he didn't find a solution, he might be swallowed up.

In the cruel world of Gormoth, once you show weakness, you are easily besieged from all sides. Therefore, before he could come up with a solution, several other conspiracy groups declared they would teach him a lesson. Faced with such a desperate situation, he thought about it and decided to take a gamble.

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Simply put, it was speculation.

Although he knew that defecting to the Death God's army meant being on Victor's kill list, he would be torn to pieces by his opponents if he didn't defect. Rather than fearing the supreme and distant overlord, it was better to solve the immediate problem first. After all, there were so many families in the Death God Alliance, Victor wouldn't necessarily start with him even if he wanted revenge.

As it turned out, he had bet correctly. Victor really wasn't in the mood to use a small character like him as an example, but the overlords of Youdu had plenty of methods.

For example, funding Imo's main opponent, the Dark Wraith Conspiracy Group, to carry out a borrowed knife assassination.

Facing the aggressive opponent, Imo tried his best to resist, but with Victor's support, the Dark Wraith Conspiracy Group, along with several other conspiracy groups, planned to wipe him out. Therefore, even when facing the relatively solid fortress spire, they continued to attack despite the casualties.

The Death God Alliance didn't provide Imo with much effective assistance. Apart from weapons and equipment, they didn't even send anyone.

Well, it's not like they didn't send anyone, it's just that...

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In the rough whistling sound, a red rocket rose along a spiral trajectory, and then exploded in the ruins in the distance, blasting a group of conspiracy group warriors away.

The governor's mouth twitched, and he looked up at the spire, seeing a green beast roaring and shouting there. If it had been in the past, if such a thing dared to appear in his territory, he would have skinned it alive.

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But a series of continuous explosions attracted the governor's attention. He looked into the distance and found that the enemy's gunboat squadron had arrived on the battlefield, with a full twenty gunboats. When they opened fire, much of the defensive firepower on the spire was completely silenced.

"Damn it, where did they get so many gunboats..."

Imo frowned and muttered to himself. A Dracula ran up the stairs and said to the governor breathlessly:

"My lord, those bastards from the Dark Wraith are still attacking continuously. They don't know where they hired a group of Cataclysms. Now the top of the tower is about to be occupied."

The governor raised his head and saw a group of winged things circling the top of the spire, shooting. Conspiracy group warriors were constantly shot down from the observation deck, screaming.

"Fuck Victor!"

The governor cursed. The conspiracy group's gunboats had been exhausted in the previous conflicts, and neither the Hellwalkers nor the Cataclysm gangs accepted their employment. Obviously, Victor's "ban" was still effective.

Now, with the gunboat + Cataclysm offensive, it seems that the spire's fixed defensive firepower alone cannot hold out.

"What's the use of that damn Phoenix? He just brags and drinks all day long, and acts like a wise man with his big hairy legs up. What kind of trash are there in the Death God Alliance!"

At this moment, a gunboat of the Dark Wraith Conspiracy Group was suddenly blown over. This movement startled many people present. Imo quickly looked over and found that a formation of three Raven fighters swooped down from high altitude. Their black light spears made a crackling sound, hitting the unprepared Marauder gunboat, which spun and crashed into the street below before exploding.

"Huh? Aren't these people from Fatal Hook?"

When the Raven fighters began to attack, another conspiracy group on the right side of the Dark Wraith Conspiracy Group suddenly turned their guns on their allies. They tore the Dark Wraith Conspiracy Group's offensive to pieces with dense firepower and vicious betrayal.

The Cataclysms, who were circling in the air, realized that the situation was not good and took the lead in evacuating. After all, they were only here for the bounty, and it wasn't worth risking their lives.

The Dark Wraith Conspiracy Group was also caught off guard by this sudden attack. After losing a large number of people, groups of conspiracy group warriors began to flee back into the darkness. The besieged spire fired a final round at the enemy, and then the survivors cheered.

Until now, Imo was still confused. He couldn't understand what had happened over there. Although betrayal was as common as drinking water in Gormoth, any betrayal must have a reason.

He couldn't find a reason for the Fatal Hook Conspiracy Group to suddenly attack the Dark Wraith Conspiracy Group. The two families didn't seem to have much conflict in the past, let alone now that Victor was leading the way. This kind of behavior could easily provoke revenge.

Shaking his head helplessly, the governor counted the number of casualties and the lost equipment, and then redeployed the defense. The enemy was repelled, but they had no ability to counterattack.

After several days of siege, the conspiracy group had lost a quarter of its personnel. If this continued, the people below might mutiny. Although he had taken out all his savings to encourage his subordinates to fight, it was far from enough.

He needed more troops and weapons. Even if the Death God Alliance didn't send people, they should spend some money to let him recruit people, instead of being like this now...

"Hiss, so hot! Wow, this Razor Bird meat is so tender!"

Just as he walked into the governor's hall with a heavy heart, Imo heard the noisy sound that made his head hurt. He turned his head and his eyes almost popped out.

He saw a small table set up next to his throne, which no one could approach. On it was a stove and a boiling pot, surrounded by ingredients. The ape-like guy with a big head and thick neck was stirring something in the pot with two short wooden sticks, and then scooped out a bird's wing. Around him sat a short, stout guy who kept drinking, a fishman with his mouth sealed by a metal mask who kept humming, a four-armed insect man sitting on a box sharpening the shiny flying knife in his hand, and a red-robed ape man with many mechanical devices on his body...

Imo's eyes twitched, and an urge to kill rose in his chest, but the other party also noticed him and quickly waved to him.

"Brother Imo, just in time! Come, come, you must be hungry after fighting outside all day."

At this time, the short, stout guy also glanced at him, which made Imo immediately control his anger.

He had been able to endure, also because of this short, stout guy, because he had personally witnessed the other party single-handedly overturn a team of Nightmares. What kind of concept is this?

Anyway, he personally would definitely not be able to beat him.