[Undead Race]
Yes, that world of the undead steeped in the aura of death.
It was a dark world where no living creature could survive. Across its entire expanse, all manner of undead creatures wandered everywhere.
Zhang Yang had seen descriptions of them both in novels from his previous life and in the civilization profiles he had purchased on the Starry Sky Virtual Platform.
There were actually many kinds of undead. In a first-level civilization, skeletons and zombies were the most common. Their attack power was not high, but their overwhelming numbers were enough to make up for any shortcomings.
A second-level civilization had additional intermediate creatures such as liches, undead warriors, undead knights, and hellhounds.
Zhang Yang recalled the forbidden magic used by undead mages in the novels of his previous life: Undead Calamity.
With a single summoning skill, a high-level undead mage could call forth an endless army of undead. It was insanely cool.
But in this universe, if any race could inspire disgust in every living creature, the Undead Race had managed it-and done an outstanding job.
That was because they had no exploitable value. Winning only meant devouring their Star Lord to obtain some energy points. Their companion treasure was called the Undead Bone Sea.
It fetched no decent price, and nobody wanted to buy it, because taking it home served no purpose whatsoever.
This race could not be traded as slaves, nor could it coexist with other races as a subordinate race.
The Undead Race could not really be described as strong or weak in combat. Instead, the words to use were troublesome, disgusting, and exasperating.
All these factors meant that no Star Lord wanted to fight the Undead Race.
Of course, there were always a few Star Lords who knew nothing about