Given Marquis Voban's abilities, he could naturally see that these summoned undead primarily existed in the form of souls. Their decaying bodies were merely products of manifested Magic Power.
If he could kill these undead, and if the Status of the [Cage of the Death Servant] was higher than that of Underworld Dragon King Extea, he might be able to usurp these undead from Extea's control.
Such an enormous number of undead held considerable value even if most of them were not particularly strong. Besides, he could sense that among the undead Extea had summoned were quite a few powerhouses even he considered decent.
Yet in the end, Marquis Voban merely shook his head.
Since he had already lost his previous battle against Underworld Dragon King Extea, what would it amount to if he kept fighting now? He was not someone who could not accept defeat.
Even though he was still unconvinced by his loss to Underworld Dragon King Extea, a loss was a loss. He was not shameless enough to recover and then go fight him again.
At the same time, Underworld Dragon King Extea's gaze remained fixed upon the Undead Legion surging toward Su Yunqing, Marquis Voban, and the others like a tidal wave. His face twisted with rage, as though he intended to have this enormous Undead Legion wear every last one of them to death here.
Yet his mind was incomparably clear. He knew the result of this war had already been decided. From the moment he learned that they came from the Chat Group, this battle had been destined to end in his defeat.
The undead under his command might have been vast in number, but they were too weak—at least, that was how they seemed to him.
Before an absolute difference in strength, a