"No wonder he managed to push the prison this far. He really is an impressive fellow... He started out as nothing more than a tiny virus, yet he truly became an inspirational figure."
Hastur was just like a spectator, sitting on a chair formed from tentacles and making no intention of joining the fight.
Baruk Sangse abandoned everything, converting the entire zombie army he had built up through years of viral infection into nutrients for himself and comprehensively strengthening his body.
The battle that followed was straightforward. They only needed to kill this Zombie Emperor, and the fight would be over.
Yu Jing could tell that although Master Yu Gan's strength had improved at an astonishing pace in a short time, he still had not reached the level defined as "World-Ending Level."
(A slight reminder: the so-called "World-Ending Level" was not a true rank, and was completely different from the concepts of the "Ghost Taming Stage" and the "True Mansion Stage." World-Ending Level merely indicated that an individual possessed the power to destroy the world. It was a rough term used by Earth's humans to measure the danger posed by a powerful being.)
"Hastur, aren't you going to act?"
Hastur shook his head. "The energy contained in a single 'Yellow Scripture' is limited. If I act recklessly, I won't be able to deal with any trouble that comes afterward... With your two masters and this Prison Director together, dealing with this man shouldn't be too difficult. However, the coming battle may affect us as well. I suggest we return to Earth in advance."
"Hastur, I have a request... I'll take most of the credit for rescuing you this time! You owe me a huge favor, right?"
Although Hastur suffered from senile dementia, his thinking ability was not poor. "What dangerous