I am the Lord in the World of Mist
Chapter 393

[Everlasting Lamp] and the Grave

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"People are already dead and buried. Can't they stay put?"

Xu Zhi looked at the hand that had just emerged and mercilessly stomped on it without hesitation!

With several sharp cracks, the tough white bones beneath her foot shattered inch by inch.

What kind of joke was this? If she didn't stomp it to death now, was she supposed to wait for the thing to crawl out?

But even though Xu Zhi had greeted the corpse still beneath the soil with a kick to the face, she could not stop the ground beneath the other "graves" from splitting open one after another.

"Think of something!"

The Black Cat on the branch bristled slightly at the sight, its shrill voice reaching Xu Zhi's mind.

Think of something? How was she supposed to think of something?

Dodging several shadows that struck from the darkness again, Xu Zhi felt an extreme chill and a rotten stench in the instant they brushed past her. The sensation made her heart pound. Her instincts told her that being caught would lead to nothing good.

Yet one decayed skeleton after another was crawling from beneath the tree roots. Their movements were not sluggish at all; they were as nimble as they had been in life. They felt no pain, and with Midnight's blessing, they would neither tire nor run out of energy.

They were simply the perfect soldiers.

If those things tangled her up, escaping would become very difficult.

Just as the Black Cat had said, she had to think of something.

A solution, a solution...

Xu Zhi calmly dodged branches lashing out from the shadows again and again, constantly considering ways to deal with Midnight.

Almost the second she began thinking about it, the first thing that came to Xu Zhi's mind was [Lamp].

Her [Lamp]

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