"Was he... laughing just now?" Vera asked in surprise, perched in Hill's hair. "The Undead really are just like us Fairies! Even now, they have to laugh at a companion's bad luck!
No wonder even the Pixies found playmates... They must have so much in common. The more frantic their playmates get, the happier they are."
Hill turned his head slightly and held back a smile.
He remembered that poor fellow Myriad-Heaven Net, the master of Jack, the Duchess's son. He had always been close to Cunlü and Old School Striking King, and was one of the Wild Boar Legion's junior leaders.
For various reasons, Xue Yunfeng was probably the person most often trampled by wild boars. The girls he had offended were the sort who could nurse a grudge from morning till night without a break.
So it was understandable that the commander, famous for his clumsy hands, couldn't resist a dry chuckle. Calling on Black Rose first was perfectly normal, too. When something like this happened, they usually started with the big guilds.
Only when the big guilds led the way to their deaths would the smaller guilds and independent players accept being sacrificed too.
For the Undead, once the situation stabilized, the Mohrgs couldn't cause much more trouble. The only slight problem was that Xue Yunfeng had made himself too obvious. Mohrgs weren't mindless bugs, and some soon tried to rush him.
Xue Yunfeng promptly summoned a carriage and jumped inside. A little horn-like device stuck out of its window as he continued giving orders. Commanders had always enjoyed certain privileges in this regard; no one resented him for not joining the fight.
Soon, defensive Knights with shields held high stood around the carriage. The Insect King had sent several large insects charging at it, trying to