Chapter 1635: Control
Li Yao was taken aback, surprised to hear that they came from the Land of Bones. Then, he seemed to realize something and shook his head slightly, saying, "I heard that the recent dominion war in the Land of Bones just ended. The Zombie King defeated the Banshee Queen, and even now the Chaos Camp doesn’t have the leisure to join in. Moreover, they’re busy with internal purges against the Banshee Queen’s supporters. Seeing you arrive with a Ghost Ship, let me guess, you must be a general under the Banshee Queen."
The Lich’s expression changed: "You certainly know a lot, but I’m a general under the Zombie King. Knowing that our Zombie King wants to occupy this place, aren’t you going to leave before our Zombie King turns his army to annihilate your kingdom?"
"Saying such things only makes you seem more afraid. From what I know, although the Zombie King is undead, he is a very wise king. His victory over the Banshee Queen wasn’t just due to strength; more importantly, it relied on his superior tactics and intelligence. Such a wise king wouldn’t easily start a war with other races. Your threat is baseless," Li Yao continued.
"What does a little kid like you understand?" The Lich’s eyes gleamed with cold light. "If you know what’s good for you, then get out of my sight."
"Hold on, hold on, I’m not done talking yet. Let me continue analyzing. The Land of Bones is a small plane, about three or four maps large. It’s mostly a dead zone where no creature but the undead can survive, lacking strategic value. Or rather, the cost of attacking far outweighs its benefits. The Zombie King has realized this, so he didn’t join the Chaos Camp but instead wants to consolidate his internal affairs. He isn’t interested in getting involved in the world’s conflicts."
"With the way this Zombie King operates, even if he truly covets other territories, he would set his sights on the Dark Alliance led by the Dark Faction, not on the massive entity that is the Dark Camp. Just take Undercity or the strength of the High Elves alone, that’s not something the Zombie King can contend with."
"You’re talking nonsense. If you want to fight, then fight; if you want to leave, then leave. Stop babbling," the Lich said, a flicker of panic in his eyes.
"Don’t worry, here’s the main point. Since we’re sure the Zombie King won’t be deploying forces here right now, and you’re still from the Land of Bones, then who are you people? I think many have already guessed it, that’s right, I’m sure of it. During the two kings’ battle, you were once a general under the Banshee Queen, but surrendered to the Zombie King during the fight. However, you’re ambitious and, after surrendering, didn’t help the Zombie King in battle, hoping to reap the benefits as a bystander. When the Zombie King won, you realized you had no place left in the Land of Bones. So, like a stray dog, you fled with your elite troops."
"You’re talking nonsense. Shut up," the Lich was truly furious this time.