After the auction, it seemed as though the entire world had fallen silent once more. None of the major Lineages made any moves, and the atmosphere grew increasingly strange. No one had any intention of fighting now.
War had already erupted in full along the front lines, yet the true experts behind the scenes still had not appeared. The fighting continued, but it remained remarkably stable. Thus, there was no need for people like Huo Hai to go to the battlefield. Of course, there was still one matter connected to Huo Hai.
It was the eastern front, where a vast number of Undead had gathered. Huo Hai had left these Undead creatures behind back then rather than destroying them, blocking them at the crossroads. With an army of over a million Undead, the Demonfolk did not dare provoke them lightly, and the soldiers of Bright Yang Kingdom dared even less. Perhaps the Demonfolk could still gain a certain advantage when fighting the Undead.
But an army made up of ordinary people would not find it so easy to face Undead creatures. These soldiers were unlike the Demonfolk; many parts of their bodies were vital points. Without scales for protection, even a certain degree of injury could mean death.
Bright Yang Kingdom had approached him many times, hoping Huo Hai would deal with the Undead there. Yet every time, Huo Hai gave the same simple reply: he was too far away to control them. When they asked Huo Hai to go to the front lines, he found all manner of excuses not to.
The Imperial Family of Bright Yang Kingdom had a terrible headache now, yet they could do nothing about Huo Hai. Who told them to scheme against him? Had they known earlier that Huo Hai had left a backup