Malin clapped his hands: "Well said, let's see how far you can go."
After he finished speaking, Malin felt the prickling attack of Spiritual Energy. For a zombie, to have such strength was quite rare, almost equivalent to the power of a fifth-circle Mage.
But unfortunately, such strength was nothing but trash in Malin's eyes.
The difference was that a fifth-circle Mage was at least one of us, a useful and cultivable material, whereas this zombie could only be asked to die once more.
Malin's counterattack made the zombie scream, it raised its hands to clutch its own neck, struggling, howling, and fighting against itself, until Malin curled the corners of his mouth and ended the cat-and-mouse game, leading the zombie to snap its own neck.
The Mass Fear Spell drove away these already terrified zombies, and Malin turned to walk towards the three-way intersection behind him.
Atop the Bell Tower, Rhodes, Halsan, and Meng Quyi were being lowered down by ropes.
