Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Qiao Mu’s emotions swirled montarily as she observed a zombie with a malevolent glint lunging toward MO Lian, viciously clawing at him.
Clang. The zombie’s claws appeared to graze an iron plate, thwarted by the divine armor instantly conjured by MO Lian.
“Roar!” The mutated zombie bellowed at MO Lian, as if stirred by a profound rage.
Her cold, white eyes stared him down.
MO Lian sneered, a small black fla hovering at his fingertip. It didn’t flicker violently, but its brilliance was striking.
Evidently intelligent, the mutated zombie timidly recoiled and trembled in fear upon seeing the black fire, subconsciously taking a few steps back.
MO Lian beckoned with his slender fingers, and the mutated zombie’s eyes followed the black fire, rolling back and forth.
Caught off guard, a bone-piercing nail over ten inches long struck him on the head.
The creature howled, wildly turning around.
MO Lian’s lips curled up, the black fire transforming into a black arrow during the teleportation process.
With a swish, it penetrated the zombie’s head.
“Waah!!” This ti, the zombie’s luck took a turn for the worse, rendering it speechless. In truth, at this mont, its mind resembled fireworks joyously exploding.
“Shut up.” Duan Yue ascended into the air, driving his sword into the depths of the zombie’s head.
Attempting to swat Duan Yue away, the mutated zombie realized its limbs were unexpectedly ensnared by hundreds of quilt vines.
Crown Prince MO scoffed inwardly. Who would engage in a one-on-one duel with a repugnant adversary like you?
Certainly, it was a collective effort aid at swiftly concluding the battle!
Upon witnessing the scene, Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao urgently remarked, “Just incapacitate it. No need for a fatality! Secure it and transport it to the small base for examination.’
She pondered whether the dicine within this mutated zombie’s body differed from that of Eighteenth Sister.
Qiao Mu sensed an opportunity to thoroughly investigate this aspect and potentially identify patterns in zombie mutation.
Upon hearing Lady Qiaoqiao’s instructions, MO Lian and the others readily agreed, paying little heed to administering a preliminary beating.
The mutated zombie found itself in a string of unfortunate events. Struck in the head by the black fire and then impaled by Duan Yue’s sword, it beca disoriented and struggled to find its bearings.
Unmoved by the creature’s plight, the trio continued their assault until the beleaguered zombie teetered on the brink of collapse.
The Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal had effectively immobilized the creature with wooden vines, severing two of its wings. Now lying on the ground, the zombie presented a pitiable sight.
Undoubtedly, no matter how nacing it appeared, it succumbed to the combined might of the three formidable individuals.
With an indifferent expression, Qiao Mu stored the defeated creature into a Storage Talisman, expressing a concern, “It won’t break the Storage Talisman and escape, will it?”
“How dare it!” MO Lian snorted. “It’s already crippled and gasping for breath.
Qiaoqiao, rest assured, it won’t be going anywhere.”
Qiao Mu, considering the trio’s assault, concurred. After such a thorough pumling, the zombie was likely beyond the capacity to resist.
Satisfied, she stowed the Storage Talisman away and turned to witness Zhongli Zhiwei’s team locked in a fierce battle with a swarm of flying zombies.
Ba Shu, no longer feigning weakness, clung to his remaining spiritual energy as he faced the approaching flying zombies. In the throes of impending demise, he reluctantly released a few wisps of spiritual energy.
However, in a swift succession of movents, his spiritual energy redirected toward the forefront of the oncoming flying zombie..
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