"Whoa, let me laugh a little longer..."
Yu Jing's laughter echoed through the dark hospital lobby. Even Fang He looked puzzled, completely unable to understand what was so funny.
But there was one thing Fang He knew for certain: a fierce battle was unavoidable.
The white cloth wrapped around the spear unraveled on its own. Fang He gripped the shaft tightly with both hands, aiming the spearhead at the zombie.
Kim Tae-hyun lowered his bangs, hiding his handsome face and revealing only a bottomless mouth. A Demonic Blade wrapped in white aura had appeared at his waist.
A twisted character meaning "upright" was engraved on the hilt.
It seemed Kim Tae-hyun had indeed found a descendant of the Muramasa family in the Nisang Empire and gained their approval. Using teeth as the raw material and combining them with divine-artifact materials, they had forged this unique Demonic Blade 'Muramasa' for Kim Tae-hyun.
Against zombies, those unique corpse creatures of the Chana Empire, Kim Tae-hyun had no desire to have his teeth broken again because of their thick hides and powerful defenses. He directly brought out his trump weapon.
"Don't rush..."
Yu Jing raised a hand, signaling them not to attack yet.
"Dean Wuxin has underestimated the 'cinema' too much... Since we're in the same movie as him, we naturally assumed the movie would be too easy for him... But in the cinema created by the Masked Dean, all the performers inside face threats of equal difficulty. Dean Wuxin won't face a fundamentally different movie from us.
"There's more than one reason we're treated equally. Dean Wuxin's incomplete recovery is one of them. Also, I suspect the ghosts hidden in this mental hospital possess a certain ability to restrain zombies."
He had just said this when—
Yu Jing snapped his fingers.
"Snap!"