The war continued, and Fang Jie couldn't possibly let go of the human kingdom, nor could the Undead let it slide.
As a result, after Fang Jie had taken over two-thirds of the human kingdom, he finally made contact with the Undead.
"What? These people want me to hand over all the humans and the territory to them? They sure have some nerve," Fang Jie said as he looked at a letter and the surface of a crystal stone mirror in front of him.
Then, Fang Jie infused the mirror with magic power, and the rotted face of an undead creature appeared opposite him in the mirror.
Although it was a skeleton, there was still flesh hanging off its bones, putrid and beyond recognition. Fang Jie couldn't tell what kind of Undead it was, but he could sense the powerful aura emanating from it.
Even through the mirror, Fang Jie could tell that the creature was definitely of Legendary Level.
"A human? A human who hasn't transformed into the noble Undead yet?"