Zhao Yichen lowered his head, green and black light flickering continuously in his eyes as he struggled internally. At last, as if venting his emotions, Zhao Yichen roared at Lu Yang, "Fine, I can help you, but you can't hurt my family or my fiancée."
"That goes without saying," Lu Yang said. "The Underground City is a place we all need to protect. It has not only your family and fiancée, but also our families and wives."
A bitter smile appeared on Zhao Yichen's face. "I can't go back anymore. Erbaka won't forgive me. You shouldn't go any farther inside either. Erbaka has set a massive encirclement for you in Qianyuan Plaza. Among his undead warriors are some exceptionally powerful ones. Any one of them is stronger than the warriors of the Earth Spirit Clan and the Demon Race."
Lu Yang frowned. "How many are there?"
"About two hundred of those powerful warriors," Zhao Yichen said. "The rest are enslaved undead like us, skeletons, and zombies. There are probably tens of thousands of them, ranging from peak first tier to early second tier. They're basically all hiding inside."
Lu Yang felt heavy-hearted. He had originally thought the enemy numbers were small, but he had not expected there to be so many. As he continued speaking with Zhao Yichen, he learned the specific reason.
Erbaka had originally brought more than two hundred high-level undead into L8 District to search for human bones and lost souls, intending to control them and continue fighting the demons. Yet, in Qianyuan Plaza, he had unexpectedly found the remains of tens of thousands of slaughtered humans, as well as a small number of souls unwilling to die just like that.
There were now roughly several hundred of these undead. Aside from Zhao Yichen, the others were