Ye Yinzhu glanced at the terrifying Undead Army spread across the battlefield and nodded firmly. "Since you're here, Fang Zhou, we should definitely try one more time. If it still doesn't work, then we shouldn't waste any more time here. Let's not get too hung up on the rewards listed by the Flower Elf and just report this to the academy."
They were all straightforward and decisive people, so once the decision was made, they didn't hesitate. After briefly discussing their strategy, they sprang into action.
Fang Zhou learned from Ye Yinzhu that as the swamp gradually dried up, the Demon Swamp Frogs had grown increasingly irritable. After all, like common frogs, they were amphibious creatures. A prolonged lack of water could lead to only one outcome for them—death.
