The Undead were splitting into teams and setting out. Hill thought they looked very excited.
Perhaps it was because the Winter Kingdom was full of ice spirits and snow monsters. They were indeed very different from the monsters the Undead usually fought.
Especially those who had fought the Insect King's servants. That Evil God's followers had long since lost their human forms; to become his believers, they had to fuse with the spirit of an insect.
Although this could instantly bring an ordinary person to the peak of the Great Knight rank, in a world with so many Gods, those who abandoned their humanity to follow the Insect King were mostly desperate avengers.
Thus, most of the Insect King's followers hated humans intensely. What they hated seeing most was human happiness.
The residents of the Insect Kingdom consequently became less and less human. Most of them even lived together with insects, so fighting one was basically the same as fighting an entire nest.
Perhaps because hardly anyone wanted insects crawling all over their faces, no one caused trouble for the Insect Kingdom, even though it occupied the resource-rich southern regions.
The Undead had truly stirred up a hornet's nest this time. Even those who weren't afraid of the ugly scenes found them somewhat unbearable.
The Winter Kingdom was different, especially the Snow Sprites. Although they were quite dangerous, they were genuinely beautiful.
They looked like four-winged sprites carved from crystal, only the size of a palm. Waving tiny wands and wearing transparent crystal dresses, they fluttered their clear butterfly wings and were undeniably eye-catching.
Hill found them rather cute too. Unfortunately, these sprites had very little intelligence, and the moment they left the Winter Goddess's Divine Realm, they dispersed completely.
"Sir." Liszt materialized. "Xue Yunfeng wants to ask you: if