Because the other person is the one who wants to escape.

Buzz!

As the light flickered, hundreds of ghosts, three transformed undead, and four bone hounds appeared at Zhao Hao's feet.

The undead trapped in the maze are back.

"For the Speaker!"

Bourbon's eyes dimmed at first, but then he launched a suicidal attack with determination.

"For the Speaker!"

None of the other guards retreated, they all shouted slogans and launched a charge.

Looking down at the Storm Guards rushing towards his undead troops, Zhao Hao felt like an 'evil villain', but he would not refuse if the other party wanted to die.

"As you wish!", he ordered with a decisive look, "Attack!"

The undead easily overwhelmed the rushing guards, ending the final battle.

It is worth mentioning that the corpse of Zhao Hao was not devoured by hatred.

Although he showed no mercy in his attack, he still had some admiration for these warriors, so he did not let hatred devour their corpses.

After the battle was resolved, he immediately folded his wings and landed on the ground, walking towards the portal on foot.

Flying consumes too much energy and he can't stand it now.

Xiao Lu had already entered the Space of the Dead when he was escaping just now, otherwise he would have been killed by the guards.

He quickly walked to the portal and left decisively.

The reason why he didn't collect trophies was because these were 'sacrifice' and he didn't dare to fight against the abyss.

And after he left.

Transparent figures rose into the sky one after another, and the Storm Guards could still be vaguely seen.

Originally these souls were about to leave, but were intercepted by inexplicable power and turned into playthings of the abyss.

The corpse was also swallowed by the dark whirlpool, and the island quickly returned to its original state, with no trace of anyone fighting at all.
Chapter completed!