Chapter 1744: The Collapsing Undead Race

He didn't know why, but Ye Changqing always felt that everyone's emotions today were a bit wrong; was this too excited?

But he didn't have time to think more, as the large tent was built and everyone confirmed the problem, followed by a shout.

"Kill."

Immediately, the battle broke out.

The Human Race side didn't hesitate at all and killed directly toward the Undead Race.

And the Undead Race, who had been prepared, also launched a counterattack immediately.

Only three days after the last battle, the war between the two races broke out again.

But facing the aggressive Human Race, just at the first encounter, many Undead Race members were stunned.

"Recovered so quickly?"

It had only been three days, but the Human Race had almost recovered; is it outrageous to recover so quickly?

The Undead Race was also fully healing, but they hadn't recovered so outrageously.

Even the Withered Ghost Holy Land, which possessed the Undead Rejuvenation Technique, couldn't reach such a level.

Are you starting to be bizarre again? Playing these fancy tricks as soon as you come up?

The Undead Race was already a bit confused; what should they do?

But in the battle, the Human Race side was still following the previous method, taking turns drinking soup.

It was just that this time, it seemed to come a bit fast.

The battle had just broken out, and Ye Changqing had just set up the prepared ingredients when a disciple came over.

"Elder Changqing, what is there to eat today?"

Huh???

Hearing this, Ye Changqing was stunned. Has it been a quarter of an hour since the fight started? And you want to drink soup?

And it wasn't just one or two people; there were quite a few.

"The soup isn't ready yet; there are only chicken legs, steamed buns, and meat sandwiches."

The meat soup hadn't even been made yet, and looking at the clothes on these people, are you sure you fought the Undead Race?

Your clothes aren't even dirty; what the hell are you eating for?

"Why come so early?"

Even the leader of the Spirit Chef Alliance asked in confusion, and the disciples replied in unison.

"This Undead Race is so fierce; we all suffered internal injuries. It doesn't matter if there is no meat soup; we will eat some steamed buns and chicken legs first."

Huh??? Fierce? Ye Changqing didn't see where the Undead Race was fierce at all.

But at this time, everyone had already started eating in big bites.

A disciple tasted a meat sandwich; this was a new dish specially prepared by Ye Changqing, which could quickly restore spiritual power and physical strength.

One bite, and it was full of oil; the bread was filled with meat, and every bite was satisfying.

"This stuff is delicious."

"Really? Let me taste it."

"It's really delicious."

Watching everyone wolfing down the food and looking satisfied, Ye Changqing couldn't help but remind them.

"This is wartime, after all; shouldn't you restrain yourselves a bit?"

"Elder Changqing is right; after eating this, I will go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, and I will definitely not lose face for you."

After the first batch of disciples left, at most a hundred breaths of time passed, and the second batch of disciples came.

They were also eating with great relish. Are you fighting a war, or are you here to eat? Can you have some sense of crisis?