"Anyway, he can't die." Hearing Muria's muttering, Barbosa turned to look at him, replying indifferently, "At most, we'll just resurrect him again."
"Besides, the trouble he's attracted himself, I have no responsibility to bear for him."
"Don't worry, our only target is capturing Bertlein, not interfering with your Undead Council's actions. After we have captured Bertlein, we will all leave." A crystal ancient dragon listened to Barbosa's words, and gave a very clear answer.
Many metallic ancient dragons remained silent without saying much. They disapproved of the Undead Council's cruel act of replenishing cannon fodder by eradicating a country, but they were also unwilling to start a war with the Undead Council for the sake of a group of humans.
After all, the Undead Council has existed for nearly a hundred thousand years, and with their undead witches characteristic of being invincible, who knows how profound the accumulation of such a long period of time is.
