"Nine hundred bodies? Was the one, two, three, four, five counting you just did in the damn hundreds?!"
Hearing Nightless Sky Fire Apricot's words, Fu Luo felt incomparably shocked.
And even more shocking than what Nightless Sky Fire Apricot said was the scene that unfolded next.
The earth trembled, and countless pale hands burst out from the soil, like an undead disaster or a zombie crisis. Nearly a thousand corpses emerged from the sand, looking like tender plant shoots breaking through the soil in spring.
The originally spacious depression now appeared somewhat crowded.
Those appearing "corpses" were indeed not truly corpses—they were not withered, stiff, rotted, or devoid of vitality. On the contrary, these corpses that appeared before Lin Yu's group, apart from skin somewhat lacking in blood and dust making them look grime-covered, all presented a vividness indistinguishable from when they were alive.
This was why Nightless Sky Fire Apricot had not detected their presence—just as Old Zheng had said, rather than calling them corpses, it was better to say these were completely new monsters created using human corpses as raw materials!
Yet even back then at the Mist Island asylum, the number of corpses Old Zheng manipulated had not been as numerous as the ones here.
And Lin Yu still had a deep impression of how much trouble those corpses had caused him.
The appearance of these corpses before him made things clear in Lin Yu's mind.
If this is the ambush and trap specifically prepared for me by the mastermind behind the scenes, it truly lives up to his confidence...
However, should a fight actually break out, Lin Yu remained confident that at least he would be able to retreat completely unscathed.
Even with Nightless Sky Fire Apricot's assistance, winning this four-against-nine-hundred battle was not impossible.
Only...