Compared to Nick and the others' fierce charge, Shang-Chi, who had fought his way alone into the depths of the Undead army, quickly locked onto an Undead soldier who looked perfectly ordinary.
Their original plan had been to find the Undead in charge. But the attacks from several directions had gone so smoothly that the high-ranking Undead commanding the front lines had been crushed along with the ordinary ones. Naturally, their plan had come to nothing.
Shang-Chi, charging alone, now faced a completely different scene. After joining up with a group of airdropped Interstellar Marines, he led them out of the encirclement and gathered several squads together.
The back-and-forth, seesawing battle still gave away the high-ranking Undead commanding the front lines.
The long battle had taught even the not-so-bright Undead to hide themselves. They abandoned their distinctive appearances and concealed themselves among the army, directing the low-ranking cannon fodder through subtle connections between their souls.
Shang-Chi was an exceptionally perceptive man. Earlier, the cavalry charge had been so deafening that he hadn't had a moment to look around. Now, things were completely different...
When he spotted a small, limping Undead trying to squeeze in among its fellows, Shang-Chi didn't pursue it. He pressed his Communicator and said with a smile, "Mindy, do you see it? There's a limping Undead at my nine o'clock..."
At the Eagle God Knight position, Mindy and a group of Swan Girls lay prone on the ground. The large anti-materiel sniper rifles in front of them had yet to fire...
Mindy, who had long since grown impatient, heard Shang-Chi's directions and quickly found the target. Then she pulled the trigger.
A large-caliber explosive round, propelled by electromagnetic force, instantly found its mark on the unlucky limping Undead. It blew the creature and the Undead nearby into