It was the voice of Lord Jiang Chen, the Corpse Ancestor of her zombie bloodline.
"Get that fellow... in front of the diagram."
The sentence was short, but every word carried an authority that could not be defied.
Xiao Ying froze.
That fellow?
She immediately thought of the Zombie King.
That enormous figure trading blows with Yang Yong in the Core Area.
So that was it.
Was this why her lord had told her to follow that little convoy into Mechanical City?
From beginning to end, Jiang Chen had known what would happen here.
From beginning to end, every step she had taken had been under the Corpse Ancestor's gaze.
Xiao Ying licked her lips, the corners of her mouth curling into a spine-chilling smile.
Then she turned and strode toward the Core Area.
The emergency lights in the passage stretched her shadow long, its distorted shape cast against the metal walls.
Remnants of low-level Eerie still clung to the corners of her mouth, and the flickering light from the direction of the Core Area reflected in her pupils.
Behind her, the low-level Eerie hiding in the shadows, trembling.
As though sensing something even more terrifying awakening, they let out low, sob-like hums.
The thunderous crashes ahead grew closer.
That was the battlefield between Yang Yong and the Zombie King.
And Xiao Ying's steps grew faster and faster.
Just as Xiao Ying rapidly approached Yang Yong.
The Data Model in front of Cao Xianming suddenly underwent a new change.
What was this?
Cao Xianming's pupils abruptly contracted.
He saw a possibility in the Data Model.
His fingers began tapping rapidly across the data Light Screen.
The more he tapped, the more... excited Cao Xianming became.
There was hope!
There really was hope!
"Come on, come on, come on..."
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