The Undead Race member was stuck in a spatial rift, unable to come out. It was like being halfway through taking a dump—excruciatingly uncomfortable.
Lin Dong had not expected things to turn out this way. Seeing how much it was suffering, he felt somewhat reluctant to leave it like that.
"I'll help you."
The Stone Tablet in his hand blazed with light. He leaped into the air and swung it straight at the figure overhead. Powerful force erupted like a volcano, making the air wail without end.
Trapped in place, the Undead Race member had no way to dodge. Its vicious eyes widened, filled with fury and unwillingness.
The Stone Tablet came crashing down, striking its face with perfect accuracy. A muffled bang rang out.
The Undead Race member's face was instantly reduced to a bloody pulp. Its nose bridge collapsed, its cheekbones shattered, and several fangs flew out.
Smacking faces with a brick never went out of style...
"Roar—"
The Undead Race member let out a shrill howl. Torn by spatial power, its body grew increasingly faint until it disappeared completely.
"I swear... I'll kill you with my own hands!"
Only the Undead Race member's furious roar remained in midair.
But to Lin Dong, it was nothing more than impotent rage...
At the same time, the entire grand formation completely collapsed. All the surrounding patterns dimmed, the pillar of light piercing the sky vanished, and the clouds stopped churning.
Only two Crystal Stones fell from the air.
With a raised hand, Lin Dong caught them in his palm.
At that moment, every ripple of energy subsided. A gentle night wind blew through Doomsday City, and silence settled over the place.
Lin Dong stood alone at the center of the Provincial Capital Corpse Nest.
Behind him, the Myriad Zombie Horde