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Bang! Bang! Bang!
Guo Zheng didn't bother about the dried-up corpses; his eyes were fixed on the pile of bonfire on the altar. Suddenly, the lizard head on his head opened its mouth.
Whoosh!
A red flame breath sprayed out, pouring onto the bonfire.
Boom!
The bonfire burned even fiercer, but the stacks of firewood that comprised it did not turn into ashes.
"Just as I thought, it's useless!"
Guo Zheng was disappointed. His Salamander breath could melt steel, and it could instantly turn flammable materials like wood and plastic into ashes, but now, it had no effect whatsoever.
The undead monsters caught up to them.
The two of them began to run in the direction they had come from, hoping to shake off the undead creatures behind them.
But it didn't work very well.
Because some of the monsters were fast and had already taken a detour to intercept them.
"Stay here and don't move around."
