"Damn it!" Xue Yunfeng waved helplessly. "They're all war criminals!"
Then he muttered under his breath, "True. Most of the work has been mine lately."
He puffed out his chest and looked around at his impassioned former subordinates—and at Lu Huayu, who wore a thoroughly puzzled expression.
Xue Yunfeng naturally understood what the Grand Administrator Lu was surprised about, so he happily spoke up. "Then, shall we begin our defense of Umberlee?"
The cheering crowd instantly froze solid.
"Ah~ Thank you all for your enthusiastic assistance. On behalf of Umberlee, I extend our deepest gratitude to you all." Only Lu Huayu's gentle voice echoed through the hall.
They were all old acquaintances, so of course they understood what he meant... Aside from gratitude, there would be nothing else.
Umberlee absolutely would not pay a single gold coin for the Undead's enthusiastic protection of her!
"Old Dog... Hill, really can't come back?" Perfect Baldhead was the first to turn around and ask.
"No." Xue Yunfeng shook his head. "Any existence cast out by the World Law cannot re-enter the Planetary Wall for a hundred years."
"How did Hill suddenly make such a mistake?" Old School Striking King was utterly baffled. "Wouldn't Little Bear's second slap be unnecessary to kill a Gaia?
If she had that kind of ability, why would she play schemes with that idiot Oaisis? She would have just charged in!"
"Gaia was once an extremely powerful god, after all!" Xue Yunfeng sighed. "You can't forget her past glory just because she's weak now.
"At the very least, she still has two Divine Artifacts."
"What the hell? The Bottle of Life? Couldn't Little Bear make that herself?" Old School Striking King seemed quite knowledgeable. "Isn't it just an endless supply of seeds and Life Springwater?"
"Gaia may have gone