"This isn't good!"
Shi Hao might not care about the lives of others, but if absolutely everyone else died, leaving him alone, surrounded by Corpse Ghosts, he would also have to fight bitterly to the death.
He leapt onto the back of the Dark Patterned Leopard, his eyes widened, and buzz, two beams of light shot out, thin like chopsticks but incredibly solid. Sweeping across, the beams went pop, pop, pop, exploding the heads of the Corpse Ghosts, killing them instantly.
After killing dozens of Corpse Ghosts in one go, Shi Hao noticed that the Light Element around him was almost depleted. Although the world would balance itself with Light Element from afar filling in, the speed was slow, and resuming to the original level was not going to happen anytime soon.
He leapt down, his hands wrapped in raging flames, and charged into the midst of the Corpse Ghosts.
Within the blazing flames, one after another, the Corpse Ghosts were set on fire, suffering heavy damage.
