"What courage! Lin Qing, no matter how this operation turns out, the Soul-Calming Office ought to record a great merit for you!"
"Wu Tong's eyes lit up, and he praised him.
"It's merely my duty. It isn't worth mentioning. Lord Wang, let's get to work!" Lin Qing said.
"Stay behind me." Wang Ling spoke, then raised his sword and charged toward the corpse tide ahead.
Lin Qing followed behind him. To take care of Lin Qing, Wang Ling deliberately slowed his pace, allowing Lin Qing to keep up. At the same time, a deep purple aura of power radiated from his body, weaving itself into a layer of energy shield within a certain radius and completely enveloping Lin Qing. This made it impossible for the surrounding Blood Corpses to touch Lin Qing at all.
After that, Wang Ling charged and slaughtered his way forward. Every time he swung his sword, a fierce sword arc burst from the edge, shredding the many Blood Corpses ahead.
The two of them sped forward through the corpse horde, and the sensation in Lin Qing's heart grew stronger and stronger.
"Lord, keep moving forward. Head northwest!" Lin Qing constantly adjusted their direction based on the source of the sensation.
From behind, Wu Tong watched the two of them fight their way through the corpse horde, his expression grave and his heart filled with worry.
If the two of them died within the corpse horde, morale would collapse at once, and this vital passage would be impossible to defend.
"You must succeed! Even if you fail, you must return safely!" Wu Tong murmured. The figures of Lin Qing and Wang Ling had already vanished completely from his sight.
The two of them fought their way forward. After a quarter of an hour, Lin Qing suddenly shouted,