"Everyone, attack together, block it, ah~"
The zombie horde and flock of ghosts let out horrific howls, attacking in unison, trying to block the onslaught from Xiao Mu's command token.
The might of the token was exceedingly strong, sending them into panic. They put all their energy into their attacks.
For a moment, the air was filled with deadly miasma and blood qi, everywhere was tainted with a potent scent of death.
Nevertheless, it was futile. The command token in Xiao Mu's hand, imbued with the abundant Buddha power from the Immaculate Spring, was simply too powerful to be fended off by beings of their level.
"Ah~"
The continuous shrieks of those about to die echoed, as the zombie horde and the ghosts began dropping like flies.
Power +8.
Power +8.
...
Xiao Mu could hear the unending sound of notifications in his ear, revealing a smile on his face.
