With roars, the two lunged at the nearest crowd!
They were much faster than ordinary people!
The nails on both hands turned black and lengthened, like ten little daggers!
How could the ordinary people in the convoy possibly sit there waiting to die?
They all had weapons!
Except for the first few who had failed to react in their panic and been tackled by the pair.
Every last one of the others whipped out their Bone Daggers!
There was no saving these two now.
The moment the Bone Daggers stabbed into them, a sizzling sound rang out, like meat on a grill.
A charred "aroma" wafted out.
"Ah..."
The two let out agonized screams, even more piercing than before.
"Yang Yong Brand" Curios naturally countered bodies undergoing zombification.
Being stabbed with a Bone Dagger was like having a red-hot branding iron pressed against a wound.
The two turned and ran.
But the crowd soon caught up with them.
A barrage of blows followed.
Daggers.
Clubs.
Fists and feet.
The two, already somewhat zombified, clutched their heads and wailed on the ground.
Some hesitated over whether to kill them outright.
After all, just a few minutes ago, they had still been companions.
In the distance.
On the second floor.
Zhang Bihuang stood at the window, watching this scene.
She frowned slightly and tightened her grip on the Holy Light Staff.
"Why not put them out of their misery?"
She spoke softly.
Then she raised her staff.
Grand Holy Light Art!
A ray of holy light shot from the Holy Light Staff in her hand.
The white light was dazzling.
Sacred.
Warm.
Like an angel descending.
It instantly shone upon the two.
But...
Zhang Bihuang had never imagined that her well-intentioned act would instantly make the two scream in a hundred times