"My candidacy for the chair of the Undead Council has not been revoked yet!" Barbossa grumbled angrily. After contemplating for a while, he decided to take full advantage of his current identity as his present misfortune hadn't been spread yet.
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"Barbossa, what are you convening us for?"
Within the fissure of the shattered space, death qi ebbed and flowed like a tide. Among them, a bone crystal-like giant dragon appeared and disappeared intermittently, a true lich that had fallen from a dragon to an undead.
"Do you have any special matters to handle?" A colossal creature, its form indistinct within the ring of green ghostfire, made a crackling sound as the space around it ignited. It didn't believe that Barbossa summoning them could imply anything good, as they were competitors right now.
The incumbent council chair was about to resign soon, intending to achieve the Epics in the Void, and the new council chair would be elected from among them.
