After all, as players continue to grow and expand, unless they organize a special team to conquer the Dungeon, most of the intelligent creatures on the ordinary continent are no match for their rampage.
They are undoubtedly the fourth calamity.
As long as they are present, without any restrictions, they could potentially devour all living beings.
Fortunately, there is Kael behind them, who can directly press the ergency switch.
Thinking of this, a strange smile appeared on his face.
Others may not see the scenery in the distance, but how could Kael and Flandre not see it clearly?
In front of the Big Demon, who was more than ten ters tall, like a small building constantly advancing, there was clearly a group of panicked, fleeing residents from who knows which neighboring kingdom.
To be honest, when the Big Demon was chasing those civilians, it was more like a playful ga, just like a farm cat teasing a mouse, driving them forward repeatedly, just to see them scatter in fear.
"Seeing that Abyss Demon, it's probably scared by your Starship Army," Flandre shook her head, ready to help.
But Kael stopped her, saying calmly, "Don't act yet, the Undead have already sent people to intervene."
"Given their current situation, it's probably hard for them to easily kill that Big Demon without sufficient power, right?" Flandre raised her eyebrows and asked curiously.
"I also want to see what they will do. Sister Franca, you should know that my feelings towards the Undead have always been conflicted.
They were my fellow countryn before, so in theory, standing by their side and supporting them as a backstage force is perfectly fine.
But they are different from most people in this world... The Undead can resurrect! If the Undead beco Lords and receive the privileges we give them, they might quickly rely on their special traits and act recklessly. Ordinary citizens wouldn't stand a chance against these unkillable beings."
Flandre nodded in understanding.
In fact, she understood Kael's current arrangents better than many in the Duchy.
A significant group of people in the territory possess Kael's personal army, which has promotion and developnt capabilities similar to players, those who were once the Rangers grood by Kael.
Next week, Kael will gain control over all of Ingris from his father, the current Lord of Ingris, Lionheart, and beco the next Duke, or more accurately, the King.
After all, Ingris Duchy is soon to be elevated to Kingdom status, and by then, Kael's inheritance of the title of Archduke of Helois I will naturally beco the royal title.
And the Rangers, who were already growing stronger and almost surpassing the Lionheart Knight Order, would naturally beco one of the core defensive forces of the Kingdom.
In this situation, he had many things to consider.
"Sister Franca, let's see what choices the players will make. I want them to co out of the enclosed Divine Kingdom to reproduce and thrive on this continent, but not at the cost of sacrificing the Federation's interests.
This is also a trial for them, a test of their hearts.
If they have plenty of benefits and still adhere to justice and firmly fulfill their duties as Lords, then they truly fulfill their responsibility as Lords.
If, in this situation, they choose to let the Demons slaughter the surrounding races, or even allow the Big Demon to invade Lancaster before the territory is even established, I might have to reconsider whether my previous approach was correct."
Kael spoke softly.
For so reason, seeing such profound eyes in Kael, Flandre suddenly felt like she understood sothing.
That is, Kael... probably doesn't entirely permit the Undead to develop and expand freely on this land as he claid.
Could it be that he intentionally wanted to leave the Abyss Demon for the players to use as resources for their class level upgrades?
Perhaps not?
This thought suddenly popped into Flandre's mind.
Perhaps the reason Kael made such a choice is partly due to his worry that the Undead might still maintain their attitude of disregarding rules, thereby casually venting their grievances in this world?
Rather than saying the Undead gained the status of Border Lord from Kael, it might be better to say that Kael, through such a thod, nudges the Undead to adapt actively to the rules of this world.
Only by locking the reckless nature of the Undead in a cage can they better survive in this world.
If not, eventually...
To be honest, if it really develops to a point where they are enemies of the world, the Undead wouldn't be able to withstand the wave of global opposition either.
Because while the Undead number many, their numbers are still fewer compared to the Yibell Federation.
Not to ntion, outside of the Yibell Federation, there are even more nurous, intelligent races from different forces and kingdoms.
By then, even if the Undead possess resurrection abilities, they might just keep getting killed at the Resurrection Point by native forces until their professional levels reset to zero.
Understanding this, she sighed and stopped her actions, quietly watching the choices of the Undead.
"Oh Undead, don't push Kael to the point where even Kael loses faith in you, your life in this world will beco even harder by then."
Just as she was thinking this, the players who were originally gearing up, upon seeing the Big Demon, wore surprised expressions.
Then a few evidently stronger Undead mbers imdiately dropped their weapons and charged towards the Big Demon without hesitation.
"Co on, guys, there's experience points for the taking!"
"Hey, wait, wait, wait, we haven't finished moving our stuff here yet!"
"Let grab the pitchfork, my gear is in the Guild warehouse, and my backpack is filled with building materials!"
"Soone, soone, hey, you guys distract it first and let those people out, otherwise I'm unable to control the spell's destructive range!"
"Where's the MT? Where's the MT? Stand up for !"
Amidst a cacophony of cheerful banter, the players split into three groups: one leading the crowd away, one acting as firepower targets for the Big Demon, and another directly launching an attack.
Most of those who could gain a territory at the border were clubs, guilds, or strong private player groups, whose coordination was incomparable to ordinary scattered players.
After a tremor, a Holy Light suddenly shone, and Kael stretched out his hand to shield Flandre's view, and when he lowered it again, a professional player had already struck the Big Demon's head clean off with a single blow.
"It's over," Kael chuckled lightly.
"Honestly, Kael, your personality can be quite awkward at tis!" Flandre said, looking at Kael, who already had a faint smile at the corner of his eyes.
Kael shook his head and said, "For now, both sides are sothing I wish to protect, so I hope those who, like , once ca from the sa place, don't harbor too much malice towards this world. That way, I can also..."
Kael seed to rember sothing, and his face showed a slight dreamy look.
A mont later, he chuckled softly.
"In any case, this outco isn't bad either."
Flandre wasn't sure what Kael ant by "this outco," and just then, she suddenly received a ssage from the Floating City.
She smiled and said, "Kael, our old friend seems to have finally awakened."
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