"Aside from immortality, the threat isn't that serious,"
The werewolf leader looked around at their surroundings, they were currently on a decrepit street where besieging zombies turned into incomplete chunks of flesh, wriggling and struggling on the ground.
After the initial panic, he had discovered most of the zombies' flaws, not only were they slow to act, but their intelligence was also not very high.
And for the ghosts that could deprive one of the ability to move, as long as one protected their body with Magic Power, one could avoid losing mobility.
Of course, this didn't mean the underground city was without dangers; they had also encountered zombies and ghosts with higher intelligence and greater strength.
Now was not the time to let their guard down.
"Boss, we won't find the meteorite by running around blindly," said a minotaur holding a scimitar, coming to the werewolf leader's side.
He looked around and said,
