502 The Red-Skinned Sanguine Pig Demons

The five Jackal Wolfmen corpses began lurching forward, their footsteps unsteady, their shoulders hanging loose, and their mouths slightly ajar.

Just as the foremost Jackal Wolfman corpse turned a corner, a gust of wind blew down the corridor. In the next second, the Jackal Wolfman corpse's head was knocked clean off by a sturdy wooden stick that had swung out of nowhere. The corpse's head exploded with a squelch.

A porky, meaty claw firmly clasped the corpse's shoulder before dragging it away, the same way an overly intimate brother would pull his little brother into an embrace. The porky claw was oily and reddish. There were also tufts of white fur on it. For some reason, Gao Peng was reminded of roasted pork legs.

The second Jackal Wolfman corpse, which continued shambling after the first, also had its head exploded before being dragged away around the corner in the same manner.

Gao Peng and Dumby looked at each other.