Shen Yanxiao looked at the worried Vermilion Bird and said in a warm voice, "The undeads always had no choice but to attach themselves to the Devil race. If we can change the thoughts of the Undead race, there is still room for change."
This was a risk and a gamble.
Shen Yanxiao gambled with her own safety on whether the minds of the Undead race would change.
If the God race still existed, Shen Yanxiao might not have decided on such a risky task, but the current situation was not optimistic.
The God race had fallen, leaving only three gods in the world.
And the current state of the three gods was not optimistic. The Dragon God had yet to obtain a real god body, Shen Siyu had been reduced to a demigod due to the loss of his godhood, and Xiu had always been in a soul state. It could be said that in the future battle against the Devil race, the gods they could rely on were too weak.
