The energy around Black Castle was now far too chaotic. The Peril Mountain Giant could self-destruct at any moment.
Kimberly's approach was to continuously maintain a stable energy channel through which the Peril Mountain Giant's undead soul could sense Isabella. Then Isabella would lure it away from Black Castle.
The facts proved that Kimberly's method was sound.
Though the Peril Mountain Giant was enormous, it was ultimately only an undead creature. Moreover, fragments of other undead souls within its body had left it utterly mindless. Its sole behavioral logic was to find living people, then self-destruct.
Under Kimberly's arrangements, the only living presence it could sense was Isabella. Naturally, it followed Isabella's trail and charged toward the wilderness.
As the booming footsteps at their ears grew fainter and the Peril Mountain Giant's back receded farther into the distance, everyone gradually recovered from their terror, though unease still gripped them.
No one knew what other methods the source of chaos might have.
Was the Peril Mountain Giant's undead soul truly the end of it?
The answer was no.
Just as everyone relaxed because the Peril Mountain Giant had moved away, the crisis was far from over. A blazing red light suddenly leaped up from somewhere.
The red light was dark and muted, like blood that had begun to dry, with a trace of ghostly black mixed into its crimson.
The red light darted swiftly through the air. The naked eye could only catch a crimson afterimage dragging a long tail behind it.
When the red light fell among the undead, it paused for less than a second. The surrounding undead all changed. Their already hideous faces abruptly twisted further, a flash of bloody light flickering through their eyes as they charged recklessly at the living people around them.
These undead brushed