Chu Zhixiao was greatly alarmed.
There were too many ghouls.
Although the main warship of the Light Pursuit was an antique, it had been modified more than thirty years ago to further improve its automation. Therefore, there were not many operators in the engine compartment.
Most of the operators had become food for the ghouls. The outside world was guarded and evacuated by the purifiers and cleaners. The few hundred ghouls that were still active inside the engine compartment were only a few hundred at best.
But there were at least a thousand ghouls in her vision.
Besides, the speed and hardness of the ghouls were far higher than those of the ordinary people of the Star Glory Federation and the low-level warriors. Some of them could even dodge her lightning-like attack.
Even her crystal suit had been ripped open by her bloody, long fingers, which crawled into her skin like maggots and leeches. They were slippery, greasy, and extremely cold.
