Time rewound slightly. While Lu PingAn was sprinting at full speed, he had already communicated the internal strategic objective.
"If my guess is correct, then our strategic objective..."
On the nearly hopeless battlefield, Lu PingAn looked around, yet he had already conveyed the "message."
"...is to make it wish!"
The young man's seemingly slow movements summoned countless flames.
The reckless Little Flame linked with him once more. On this battlefield, where she would instantly lose all reason the moment she entered combat, she would become Lu PingAn's most useful weapon.
Snap!
With a snap of his fingers, scorching flames surged from Lu PingAn's hand. Fire Crows and fire dragons blanketed the battlefield at once.
Perhaps these flames meant nothing to the essence within the mist, but they were effective against the "puppets" it controlled.
Its ability to forcibly extinguish flames by exploiting the "terrain" had indeed been impressive, but it had also revealed that if Lu PingAn were allowed to burn the city at will, it would be greatly troubled.
Boom!
But Zhi Xi, serving as his shield, was directly sent flying.
The mountain-sized Zombie Giant stepped onto the battlefield. Every swing brought countless wails and cries, and the densely packed human faces covering its body were enough to haunt anyone's nightmares at a glance.
At that moment, everyone knew where the victims' flesh had gone.
"Ahhhhhhh!"
"Die, die!"
"Take me with you."
"Wish! I want to make a wish!"
Even amid the battle, countless "individuals" continued to fall, desperately pouncing on the opponents before them.
More and more Living Corpses entered the battlefield. The large ones, Zombie Giants, shattered the heavens like Titans; the small ones crawled like infants. They were all puppets, artificial creations imitating humans—intelligent life.
A horror movie scene had become reality, yet Lu PingAn still