"Three pieces of meat! Team Leader Lin, why don't we just cut off our left pinkies? That'll make exactly three pieces!"
On the first floor of the building, Zhang Tie and the others stared grimly at the empty lot in the distance. An oval Light Gate that looked like Space Teleportation hung over the fog-shrouded lot.
Although they could not see a thing, they already knew the area was filled with Headless Ghosts, and everyone couldn't help but grow tense.
"All right. Act immediately after cutting them off. The Back-headed Ghost could appear at any moment!"
After receiving Lin An's confirmation, everyone cut off their fingers without hesitation, as if the fingers they were cutting off didn't belong to them.
After enduring the baptism of Doomsday, any Survivor would be willing to do anything to stay alive. Cutting off a finger was nothing; even being reduced to a single head would be fine!
As a faint scent of blood spread through the air, Gao Tian and Zhang Tie exchanged a glance before saying nothing more. They tightened their grips on their weapons and prepared to charge through the gate.
In theory, the smell of blood shouldn't spread so quickly, but when it came to a supernatural creature like the Back-headed Ghost, no one believed it wouldn't be able to "smell" them.
"Attention! I can only protect you for two-thirds of the distance! You'll have to rely on yourselves after that!"
Holding a Short Axe, Jiang Hao Chen took a deep breath and followed behind Zhang Tie.
According to Lin An, in the previous round, he had been able to recover his strength when he approached the Light Gate, growing stronger the closer he got. Although he had died almost right beside the gate last time, he couldn't risk sending Gao