The discovery shocked Liu Zhi. He hadn't expected the whole situation to be like this.
At the same time, he checked the player's memories and found that the mission from three hundred years ago wasn't all that different from the current one.
Though each person faced a different situation, all of them had the same goal: to bring something from the underworld into the real world.
This made Liu Zhi suspicious. What was wrong with this world? After countless games over three hundred years, why hadn't the planet been transformed into part of the underworld?
Unable to figure it out, Liu Zhi shook his head. He decided not to dwell on it. The lesson from this player's experience was clear: some things were better left unexamined.
Liu Zhi planned to complete his advancement, finish the few missions he had on hand, and leave at once.
He wouldn't stay here any longer.
With that in mind, Liu Zhi suppressed his thoughts and landed near the Mind-Flayers' astral warship, pointing at it.
"Drag this warship out of the ice."
Just then, the Undead Army he had sent to deal with the other nearby forces arrived.
Though they had only just gotten there, they had actually been the greatest contributors to this battle.
If they hadn't cleared out the snowfield creatures nearby in advance,
the Mind-Flayer elder's final psychic pulse would have drawn every snowfield creature in the area over here.
Whether the elder used them as bodies or simply triggered a stampede, either could have changed the course of the battle.
But the snowfield creatures had already been cleared out. And since the Mind-Flayer elder wasn't a Necromancer, the elder had no way to call the creatures' corpses over to help. The elder hadn't even considered that Liu Zhi might use such