I have an eye of truth

The undead had no intention of communicating with other races. Just like living beings didn't need a reason to attack the undead, the undead didn't need a reason to attack and kill living beings.

The two sides never communicated, so they could only rely on guesswork.

As for envoys, that only happened within the sphere of influence of living forces, and even then, it required an orderly alignment.

Based on the undead's guesses, their attack methods also changed. Next, the undead mainly attacked the dragon race, followed by the most ferocious orc race.

With the pride of the dragons, they simply disdained explaining anything, nor did they ever think of asking others for help. As a result, they stubbornly resisted the undead's attacks, meeting force with force.

This outcome further confirmed the undead's guesses, so the battle became even more intense.

As for the orcs, they initially wanted the humans to be the vanguard, but when the real fighting started, they charged forward with wild shouts, completely unstoppable.

Although some of them were somewhat intelligent, it was of no use now.

They kept communicating with the humans, asking them to send people to help, but the human high-ups began to prevaricate at this time. For example, they kept saying that they were fighting and that the front lines were very intense.

Although they often brought two god-level powerhouses to flaunt around, they would never go deep.

At this moment, some of the more intelligent people had already discovered the humans' intentions, and had even figured out what the humans wanted to do: clearly, they wanted them to fight the undead creatures to the death.

But even if they understood, what could they do? They couldn't do anything.

Because the battle had completely erupted, they had no chance to retreat now.

The undead kept entangling them, insisting on keeping them all here. The battle became increasingly chaotic, and more and more people were drawn in. Originally, some who had not participated in the war were later forced to join the battle.

Similarly, the scope of the impact was also getting bigger and bigger, and many people on the human side of the border were suffering. But as long as the humans didn't actively expand, then basically the trouble wouldn't be too big.

Compared with other races, the humans were too happy.

This time, although other races were dissatisfied, that was all.

After all, in the beginning, they also wanted the humans to fight the undead to the death. Now, what the humans were doing was the same as what they had done. Furthermore, in terms of contribution, they had killed nine god-level undead creatures from the start.

Even if all the undead here were annihilated, the credit for these nine god-level undead was very great. No one could ignore it.

What annoyed them the most were the undead creatures. Why did they mainly target them? Didn't they know that the humans were the instigators? Were they bullying the weak and fearing the strong, or what?

The various races also had anger. The undead regarded themselves as pushovers, so of course they couldn't not respond.

Thus, the scale of the battle grew larger and larger, and more and more people were drawn in.

The various races had many affiliated races and allied races. Gradually, these people also joined the battle, actively or passively. At this time, battles could be seen everywhere on the edge of the undead territory.

Later, the undead used their spatial channels to start dispatching undead armies to various places. This was a mess.

The undead Scourge was a famous disaster. Now that it was erupting everywhere, how could these people not resist? After all, as long as they were alive, few people were willing to turn themselves into that kind of thing.

When the first god-level powerhouse who died on the battlefield appeared, the battle became even more intense.

Two months after the battle, Wang Yang looked at the reports from the front lines and drooled. "More than a dozen undead god-level powerhouses have died? Two elves have died, three dragons have died, and the orcs are the most unlucky? Five have actually died."

Wang Yang didn't expect that the battle could be so tragic.

Of course, some of the origins of the god-level powerhouses who died had escaped, and they could be resurrected in the future.

But no matter what, this was the death of a god-level creature. If they all died in his hands, he would be able to take a big step forward to the late stage of god-level.

What a pity, what a pity, Wang Yang shook his head.

The humans wouldn't let him take action, saying that they were worried that he would ruin this great situation, so he could only watch for the time being.

But on this day, the alliance speaker suddenly sent him a message.

"What? They agreed to let me enter the battlefield, but I must follow their orders. Whoever they want me to kill, I have to kill? Wouldn't that make me their tool? Wait, kill god-level powerhouses? I won't refuse this matter."

When other people killed god-level powerhouses, they only got some spoils, but he was different. The ones he killed could obtain a lot of energy.

The ones he killed before had greatly improved his strength.

This time, he also created a new divine art, Strong Purification, which could wipe out all evil forces, even thoughts. This move was specially used to deal with undead and other evil creatures, and its effect was better than the Seal Nail.

Wang Yang had even experimented with it. If an evil person was directly hit, he might even be able to turn him into a saint. A saint who specialized in benefiting others without benefiting himself.

So this move really couldn't be used randomly. Before reaching the super powerhouse level, he couldn't resist it at all.

He had finally created a new skill, and it would be too wasteful if he couldn't experiment with it on the battlefield.

He didn't expect that he would finally have an order this time, so Wang Yang took action. He might be the strongest among the humans now, but for the sake of the overall situation of the humans, Wang Yang couldn't do whatever he wanted.

Some orders still needed to be obeyed. It wasn't because he was cowardly, but because the overall situation of the humans required it.

But it wasn't far away. As long as his strength continued to improve, he would be able to protect the humans at that time, and he wouldn't have to consider anyone's opinion. Speaking of which, being controlled by others like this was really uncomfortable.

As his strength grew stronger and stronger, Wang Yang became more and more unwilling to obey other people's orders.

After burning the order, Wang Yang directly entered the battlefield.

His subordinates were still cleaning up the remaining death aura in the land. Anyway, with the current situation, they were busy. At least for the next few decades, they would have to clean up the land piece by piece.

Wang Yang entered the battlefield like a shark entering a school of fish. With Wang Yang's arrival, the changes on the battlefield became even more complicated. The others simply didn't know that such a human had come to stir up trouble, and thought it was the same as before.

The most important thing was that Wang Yang also mastered the terrifying ability to block his aura.