The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

Chapter 1783 - Could You Act Like A Dragon A Bit (8)



Chapter 1783 – Could You Act Like A Dragon A Bit (8)

This undead, who could make all the high undead fearful, was General Sal, the commander-in-chief of the undead army, the highest authority sent to the Hidden Dragon Continent to fulfill the cooperation with Long Yan.

There was also a strict hierarchy among the undead.

The high undead were all naturally-born undead, from the world of the undead. They had the strongest death energy and could resurrect the corpses of the deceased, turning them into undead creatures.

Most of the low undead were resurrected by these high undead using their resurrection spell. Their death energy was not strong because they were just resurrected beings. Furthermore, the low undead were very dull-witted.

For the undead, the high undead was the purebred undead.

The low and intermediate undead were only their appendages.

The true core of the undead was precisely this group of high undead.

Sal was a member of the high undead and his death energy was very strong, even among this group. The undead creatures that he had resurrected were often stronger than those of other high undead.

He was directly under the jurisdiction of the Undead Lord and held an army of millions of undead.

This time, reaching a cooperation with Long Yan, millions of his undead army were dispatched. All the undead in the Hidden Dragon Continent obeyed the instructions of Sal.

Faced with Sal’s anger, every high undead was dripping in cold sweat.

“We don’t know where the two mutant dragons came from…” One of the high undead opened his mouth and said in a trembling voice.

“You don’t know?” Sal snorted coldly.

Zela knelt on one side, chills covering his entire body. He was the first high undead to meet the two mutant dragons. The story of the two mutant dragons also came out of his mouth. At first, he just wanted to take credit, but he didn’t anticipate that the two mutant dragons would cause them so much trouble.

A large number of undead died and many of their troops that had been transporting the captured dragons were also attacked, which led to the direct loss of more than a hundred dragons.

What was even more depressing was that they were still unable to confirm the whereabouts of the two mutant dragons; on the other hand, the army of undead was declining.

This situation directly alarmed Sal, the commander-in-chief of the undead in the Hidden Dragon Continent. Sal then gathered all the high undead and gave them a fierce rebuke.

“That… The two mutant dragons seem to be intentionally going against us. Every time they attacked us at an opportune moment, and then quickly ran away after the fight. We… we really can’t capture them.” Zela secretly wiped his cold sweat away and carefully explained.

Sal narrowed his eyes. Even in human aesthetics, Sal was very handsome, but his handsome features also carried an eerie flavor that made one’s blood run cold.

“Going against us? Tell me then, apart from those dragons under Long Yan, which dragons in the Hidden Dragon Continent are not against us?” Sal sneered.

Zela swallowed his saliva and completely fell silent.

“The incident this time is simply a tragedy. We have lost nearly twenty thousand soldiers, and yet we haven’t been able to catch those two dragons? You’re really a bunch of good-for-nothings! Now listen to me, regarding those two mutant dragons, I don’t need you to intervene any more.” Sal frowned. They had wasted too much energy on those two dragons, which was not only wasting their strength, but also delaying their plans.

“General Sal, Lord Long Yan asks for an audience!” An undead guard suddenly came in to announce.

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