At this moment, left with no other choice, I could only extend my hand and decide to finish them off.
Yet the people around me began crying out one after another, trying to stop me.
"You can't kill them! There must be another way."
"That's right. There must definitely be a way."
"They might not necessarily turn into zombies. Do we have any glutinous rice? It should be able to cure corpse poison!"
Outside, the woman in the kimono sneered. "Your Jumping Zombies are truly pathetically weak."
"Why don't you take a look at what weapon that man is carrying? That's the Demon Blade Muramasa. Speaking of which, it's a demon blade from your Fusang. How did it end up in his hands?" Dragon Grandma asked angrily.
"Hmph. Once he's dead, that demon blade will come back to us." The woman in the kimono spoke with a cold expression.
Chapter 921: Dragon Grandma
"Hehehe, all my Jumping Zombies are dead, but more than a dozen people still contracted corpse poison." Dragon Grandma let out a sinister laugh and said, "If that person kills all of them decisively now, it might still work. But if he goes soft, then hehehehe..."
"You really have a way with things." The woman in the kimono sneered, her eyes filled with anticipation. "I really want to know how he'll choose."
I held the Demon Blade Muramasa, but by then, I was completely helpless. The people around me begged bitterly, while those infected with corpse poison shouted that they didn't want to die. There was no way I could really attack them.
But they had contracted corpse poison. If they turned into zombies, it would cause a great deal of trouble. Thinking of this, I decided to tie them up and lock them in their rooms.