Very Tragic
Editor: Henyee Translations
Qiao Mu's emotions swirled momentarily 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 flame 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.