Lin Zhiluo was delighted.
Sangla was so depressed he nearly vomited blood.
After a brief exchange, it had already realized that although this opponent's aura was weaker than its own, his actual strength far surpassed it.
So when it was sent flying for the first time, it had already begun considering whether to flee first and return to attack once it had enough helpers.
Later, when it discovered that a Mythical Grade Level 5 Drifting Zombie had appeared, Sangla had secretly rejoiced.
It believed that with its strength, working together with this Mythical Grade Level 5 Drifting Zombie would still allow it to contend against Lin Zhiluo.
But...
Was there something wrong with this guy's brain?!
The one who whipped you with vines was clearly that guy over there.
I only raised my hand to block it, and you switched targets to me?
Do you even know what the chief culprit means?!
Sangla felt like crying without tears, yet it had no choice but to scramble to its feet.
That brain-damaged Drifting Zombie was already charging at it menacingly, utterly disregarding the arm that had just been torn off by the tremendous force of the vines.
Bang!
The Drifting Zombie and Sangla collided once more, producing an earth-shaking boom.
The Drifting Zombie was sent flying directly away.
Sangla did not fare much better either, staggering several steps back in a row.
It had previously fought another Mythical Grade Level 5 Drifting Zombie.
After arriving here, it had suffered Lin Zhiluo's repeated attacks, and now it had collided twice with this crazed Drifting Zombie.
Its remaining condition was only enough to give it the upper hand against this Mythical Grade Level 5 Drifting Zombie.
But one must not forget that Lin Zhiluo was still "watching the show" nearby.
Just as Sangla