Although he felt Rose's vicious gaze and knew she could slap him to death with one hand, Xue Yunfeng, who had already signaled Lucimar to stand close to him, showed no fear.
Heh~ In the few minutes they had been talking, Mo Bi Chenxin had already prepared a Space-Time Dragon summoning in his hand, while Susu had gathered the light of an instant shield in her palm.
Lily was behind them, ready to drag Lucimar away at any moment, and Hill was watching from above.
Could the Undead possibly fear Rose killing them?
As for whether Ruth would be unlucky... would the Undead care about certain unavoidable sacrifices?
They were here to play a game, not to be saints showering benevolence upon the world.
Rose naturally understood that.
Although the uncontrollability of the Undead had been well managed by that Telashir God called William, in terms of ruthlessness and... how quickly they forgot all feelings, the Undead were even more terrifying than her Larongyao.
They could clearly be grieving and crying over someone's passing one moment, then turn around and laugh out loud, then turn again and unhesitatingly kill the companions of people they had just sympathized with and pitied.
Where was the logic in that?
Though betrayals in the Bottomless Abyss happened faster and more often than eating, they weren't completely without reason... at the very least, there had to be some greed or need behind them, right?
Such beings were truly troublesome for an Evil God like Rose, who liked to make use of people's dark sides.
Most importantly, she couldn't even determine what could tempt the Undead.
Although Rose had always coveted this vast race, she had always known her limits: beings she couldn't control weren't worth more attention than Umberlee's intelligence.
Thus, although she would let