Era of the transmigrating earth-Chapter 2161: If You Can’t Hold Back, Just Come Out

The war escalating to such a degree in such a short time was unexpected by everyone. Of course, except for Du You, the instigator, who was precisely aiming for the war to erupt swiftly.

On the battlefield, more and more tier-seven powerhouses appeared. Even though this world had higher levels and a more stable structure, the involvement of so many tier-seven fighters had already altered some terrains, with roads nearly destroyed.

Restoring transportation here will take a long time.

But at this moment, no one cared much, because the tier-seven warriors on the battlefield were fighting every day, and some fell each day as well. Such losses were getting hard for even those powerful cities to bear.

It’s a different story for Du You, who, after slaying those tier-seven powerhouses, brought back their bodies, then transformed them. He could even gather a large number of ordinary bodies to create tier-seven undead.

Less than a month later, the war reached a bizarre stage.

On this day, a squad of twelve bone dragons soared through the sky, sweeping towards the battlefield.

"Damn it, how did so many tier-seven undead appear all at once."

A team was preparing to ambush Du You’s group, but they only had five tier-sevens, while the opponent instantly had twelve, all of them powerful bone dragons.

How could they not know if there was a Dragon Clan nearby? Without dragon bones, how could they create so many bone dragons?

But there was no time for them to think further, as the opponent’s bone dragons surged menacingly forward, giving them no time to react. Surrounded by bone dragons, the powerful Death Breath descended upon them.

Covered by the terrifying deathly power, what could these people do but resist with all their might.

But they couldn’t hold out for long; the bone dragons, with individual power already surpassing theirs, outnumbered them more than twofold, and collaborated well with one another, making the fight utterly impossible.

In the end, except for one lucky enough to escape heavily injured, the other four were left behind.

This incident became the battlefield’s biggest event, losing four tier-sevens at once and heavily injuring one, a first-time occurrence. The most crucial part was that the opponent’s tier-sevens had already formed a squad.

When the matter was reported to the City Lords, the expressions of those in the rear changed.

"Damn it, they are sustaining war through war. I finally understand their purpose; they are here for our corpses. There weren’t this many tier-seven undead before; these were made from our tier-seven warriors’ bodies."

"Don’t jump to conclusions; it’s not that easy to make a tier-seven corpse into an undead. And even if they did, the difference is too vast. I tend more to the idea that they found a Dragon Clan’s tomb nearby."

"Regardless, their power is continually expanding. At this rate, we might be dragged to death."

The one who spoke first said, "Perhaps we should go find the Dragon Clan. With their mighty power, they wouldn’t sit still knowing about the emergence of so many bone dragons."

"But the Dragon Clan is very far from here. A round trip, at least two or more months, or possibly more time, and they are notoriously difficult to communicate with. We might not even meet their upper class."

Indeed, that’s a problem. The Dragon Clan is proud no matter where they are.

Even in this world, those dragons look down on all other living things. If they went to find the dragons, it wouldn’t be surprising to be troubled, maybe not even getting a word out before being chased away. Although they would be enraged by the bone dragon issue, they first need to know about it, and these guys might not even give them the chance to speak.

"First, we need to kill a few bone dragons. By presenting their corpses, we’d have more persuasion."

"Hold on, all that you’re saying requires time. The problem now is that their development pace is getting faster. If we can’t solve them quickly, our days ahead won’t be easy."

"We need time. Can’t you even wait just a bit?" someone said in discontent.

"Your city isn’t at the forefront, that’s why you’re saying this. In any case, they must be dealt with swiftly. Otherwise, we’d rather evacuate and leave the cities behind; we’d still choose to leave."

This made the rest anxious because if the two front cities collapsed, the undead assaults would be upon them next. And it seemed the city lords further behind wouldn’t care about them either.

Thinking of this, one person said, "We ought to teach them a lesson. If those two retreat, the remaining cities won’t be able to hold on for much longer either."

Implying, if you keep pushing us like this, when they can’t hold on, neither can we. If the front ones leave, we’d leave too, and by then you’d be the ones facing the undead.

Moreover, many of those who stayed behind would be absorbed by the City of the Dead. After all, the City of the Dead doesn’t consist only of undead; they accept other races as well, and seeing how people live there isn’t bad either. Continuing to increase their population would speed up the cultivation rate and strengthen the power of the undead city’s strongmen.

Finally, those guys couldn’t sit still anymore. Faced with potential outcomes, although unwilling, they had no choice but to deal with it. Initially, they thought of letting the frontline people fight to mutual destruction, but it seemed unlikely now.

The enemy’s power is just too formidable; it’s not feasible to allow them to fight to any significant mutual loss.

"Ahem, ahem, those undead must be eliminated as soon as possible; otherwise, we’d be in danger. So, I believe we should unite for an attack, otherwise, even with the Dragon Clan involved, our losses might be greater."

They were also very aware of the Dragon Clan’s greed. Getting involved here would mean they wouldn’t leave without any benefits.

After determining the attack action, they then needed to analyze how many people should attack that side. Unlike before, the strength of the City of the Dead seemed to surpass their previous estimations.

"How about we ally with more cities? Our power is somewhat insufficient."

"There’s no time for that," someone glared at him. If it weren’t for the cities in the rear wasting time, they wouldn’t be in such a difficult situation now. Clearly, they needed to attack quickly now.

If they continued trying to ally with other cities, convincing them would involve various problems and discussions, dragging on for a long time. In such a scenario, if the front cities couldn’t hold, their city lords would surely flee.