Medeia and the others hid behind the debris. They silently watched the horde of undead that wouldn't stop ramming their bodies into the barricade.
"I'll start now," Lucian said.
He opened the tops of the barrels and the gasoline flew through the air, guided by Lucian's telekinetic power. The gasoline splashed over the horde of undead near the barricade.
The grotesque creatures didn't react, their lifeless groans continuing as the liquid soaked into their rotting bodies.
"Wait," Lucian muttered, his hand still raised as he directed the gasoline to cover as many of the undead as possible.
When he thought it was enough, he looked back at Medeia. "Now."
Medeia had bought an explosive lighter from the system for 100 gold coins. It was quite expensive, but it would cause a big explosion as soon as it touched the gasoline.
She took it out of her inventory and threw it at the horde of undead.
Boom!
