The corpses looked like mummies, and Pan Long found them a little puzzling.
He was hardly afraid of a few corpses. They did not look particularly strong, and even if every one of them was an impervious zombie like Sun Tianyou, he would only need to draw the Cicada-Wing Saber and make a few cuts.
The Cicada-Wing Saber was inconvenient to reveal in the Nine Provinces World, but he had no such concerns here.
After a moment's thought, he put away Grudge Cutter and drew the Sacred Longsword, which he had not used in a long time.
Not only was it sharper and sturdier than an ordinary long sword forged from refined steel, but it was also especially effective against dark, evil, and undead enemies. It was perfect for the situation before him.
Holy Longsword in hand, Pan Long walked toward the corpses. As the distance between them shrank, he made out more details.
They appeared to have been mostly white, with large frames, high noses, deep-set eyes, and yellowish hair. Only a few scraps of clothing remained, but he could tell they had worn close-fitting linen garments, much like ordinary city residents in a world he had visited before.
Notably, Pan Long could find nothing on them that looked like a weapon or armor.
"Just civilians?" he muttered, not yet certain.
The dried corpses crawled slowly, but Pan Long walked fast. Before long, they were close.
Suddenly, the nearest corpse sprang up. Its speed surged, and it became a dark blur that reached him in the blink of an eye.
"Huh?!"
Pan Long cried out and instinctively swung his sword.
The blade flashed. The corpse fell in two halves, sending dust billowing up.
Pan Long looked down and saw sharp fangs in its mouth. Its hands and feet had