Hillnais stared fixedly at Blue Star, gazing at its enormous population with utter incomprehension. What race was this??
His vast consciousness swept across Blue Star, and he murmured, "774816247."
"What the hell?? What race is this? There are more of them than my undead?" He rubbed his gleaming skull in frustration. This was unheard of!
He had never seen a race with a larger population than the Undead Race. He recognized the Elf Race and the Dwarf Race. Those must have been two subordinate races, right?
Even they numbered nearly seventy million...
And what the hell is that wall? Looking at it makes me nervous. Can I even break through?
And this spot where the Star Gate opened... there's fuck-all around as far as the eye can see. It's all water!
Judging by the size of the creatures in the water, he suspected they could eat two hundred skeletons in one bite. Crunch!
Does anyone have a pill for regret? I'd like one. Even an expired one will do!
At Hillnais's mental command, advanced Undead Race troops such as liches, undead warriors, and undead knights pushed aside the surrounding skeleton soldiers and withdrew, slipping back through the Star Gate.
Strictly speaking, this was called a strategic withdrawal. Put simply: Fine, I admit it. I'm hunkering down. I'm fighting a defensive war!
This maneuver had every last detail covered, leaving the Human Race staring in bewilderment. What were they up to?
Had they been scared off?
The Qin Kingdom's leaders exchanged looks, shrugged, and turned their palms upward. What could they do?
Ying Zheng sneered. "Hmph, it's too late to run now. The monk may flee, but can his temple flee too?"
Shang Yang could not help asking curiously, "What is a monk?"
Ying Zheng looked at Shang Yang helplessly. "I