The same thing happened to me for the second time. At the critical moment, or perhaps when my life was destined to end, this unseen and strange force once again saved me.
The flung pale-faced monster lay still, clearly dead. The other pale-faced monsters that had bitten onto my body also began to retreat. They seemed afraid of me, and their voices revealed a timid and low growl.
The corpse witch, wielding a wooden staff, slowly approached as the pale-faced monsters crawled on the ground, blocking the door that I could use to escape. Its thighs, arms, and body were covered in wounds, blood still flowing. But for the time being, it didn't affect my clarity of mind. However, it was definitely inconvenient for me to move. The corpse witch looked at the strangely dead pale-faced monsters on the ground and then said, "Turn you into... my servant..."
"Screw you."
I cursed and took a few steps back. Blood stained my pants, leaving red marks on the ground.
"Come on, don't be a coward, if you have the guts, try to kill me."
I drew my beast bone knife a few times in front of me, but I was getting unsteady and had to brace myself against the wall to pretend to be brave.
The corpse witch beckoned, and the pale-faced monsters backed away. Then, it grabbed one end of the wooden staff with its withered claw. It sprinkled some powder gently, which immediately caught fire when it hit the ground, turning into green flames that spread across the ground.
"Wanna burn me to death? Let's fight!"
Gritting my teeth, I charged straight at the corpse witch. While the fire hadn't fully ignited, I sought to tackle the witch. If I killed it, perhaps I could help Fatso and the others. As long as this leader died, dealing with the rest of these pale-faced monsters wouldn't be difficult. At least Fatso and the others could escape alive.
Me forgoing myself and saving my brothers - that'd be a great deal!
The corpse witch didn't expect me to be so bold, so it was completely unprepared. I lunged at it, using both the impact force and my entire weight, then completely toppled the corpse witch to the ground.
"I'll kill you! How dare you mess with me!"
I raised my beast bone knife and fiercely stabbed at the witch's neck. The knife smoothly pierced the witch's throat, but the feeling in my hand was wrong. The sensation of stabbing into flesh was different from stabbing into soil and wood. I did pierce the witch's throat just now, but I didn't see any blood, nor did I feel the sensation of piercing flesh.
"Hehehe..."
The witch, pinned under me, let out a strange laugh, then two pale-faced monsters lifted me and slung me away. Already wounded, I couldn't get up after the fall.
The corpse witch, with my beast bone knife still in its throat, rose from the ground, showing no sign of death. It extended its hand and slowly pulled out the beast bone knife stuck in its throat, and coldly said, "You can't kill me, I was already dead..."
I had hit a corpse!
That was the first thought that came to my mind at that time - I must have hit a corpse. Although the pale-faced monsters were not purely monsters, this corpse witch must be a zombie! It must have fed the pale-faced monsters with something, perhaps its own flesh! And soon, my thoughts were validated.
It held my beast bone knife, and within a few seconds, its hand immediately began to smoke, while signs of melting appeared in its throat. As if it had been burned!
My beast bone knife had been specially polished and had a special effect on evil creatures. So even though my attack just now didn't kill the witch, it definitely caused it harm.
"You are a zombie!"
I shouted sharply.
It touched its throat, and some rotten flesh turned into charred remains, causing it to speak unclearly, with a more muffled voice.
"I... am immortal..."
The hoarse voice was followed by a cold laughter. I took out the last protective treasure, which was the bell given to me by Han, shook it, and although the sound of the bell had no effect on the pale-faced creature, it seemed very effective on the corpse witch. Upon hearing the sound of the bell, the corpse witch immediately clutched its head in discomfort, then let out a low growl from its mouth, while the pale-faced creature roared and lunged at me.
"Born as a hero, even in death, I will be a ghostly hero! Even as a ghost, I will come back and kill you! Hahaha..."
With the uproarious laughter, the heroic spirit in me burst forth at this moment. I hated the idea of dying while crying. I hoped to die with a smile on my face, just like the revered heroes of the Red Army that I idolized!
The roars of the pale-faced creature, the ringing of the bell, and the desperate roar of the corpse witch would be the last sounds I heard in my life.
"Xiaoshan, I'm here to save you!"
However, God didn't want me to die so soon. I heard a familiar shout from behind me. When I turned around suddenly, the flashlight beam stung my eyes. I vaguely saw Fatty rushing in and thrusting a triangular stake, piercing through the pale-faced creature blocking the way!
"Fatty!"
I shouted in astonishment.
"Shange, we've come to save you."
Luo Yong, standing behind Fatty, also shouted loudly. Like a swift leopard, he pounced on another pale-faced creature from the other side.
"Xiaoshan, you lucky bastard."
Zhu Zi sneaked in, agility personified, and launched a sneak attack from behind, piercing through the back of the pale-faced creature.
How could the three of them be here? I didn't know the answer, but at least I knew that I wasn't going to die this time.
Surrounded by green flames, Fatty and the others quickly slaughtered the three pale-faced creatures through a surprise attack. Including the two I had killed earlier, at this moment, there was not a single pale-faced creature left in the entire secret chamber. Only the corpse witch remained!
I felt powerless, and slumped to the ground. Shen Mengtian hurriedly supported me. The young lady's eyes were a bit red, as if she had cried. She whispered, "We thought you were dead. Fatty and the others decided to come down and save you..."
I didn't say anything. Just as I was prepared to bravely make the sacrifice, I suddenly came back to life. It was too much of a shock, and I nearly wet myself.
The corpse witch retreated, standing once again at the edge of the stone platform. After cleaning the thunderstone needle, Zhu Zi walked over and asked, "What's the situation?"
"Zombies."
I whispered back after catching my breath.
"Clashing with zombies again? I'm really damn lucky, aren't I?"
Zhu Zi said with a bitter smile.
"My tri-edged spike is lost, and the beast bone dagger is in its hand. This guy must be a zombie, I stabbed its throat and it didn't die. There was no blood either. And it has an aversion to things that repel evil spirits, but it's not easy to deal with. I don't know how to kill a zombie."
I explained the situation clearly. I had only heard of zombies but never seen one. I often saw them in horror movies when I was young. Fatty and I used to secretly watch recorded videotapes that others had made, they were mostly Hong Kong horror films, which said that zombies were afraid of sunlight and sticky rice. Anyway, those were just movies and couldn't be taken seriously.
After listening, Zhuzi took the backpack from his body, then took out a cylindrical object wrapped in gray cloth from the backpack, but I couldn't see what was inside.
"Xiaoshan, do you remember when I told you about encountering a zombie last time?"
Zhuzi said as he fiddled with the cylindrical object.
"I remember, what's wrong?"
I asked strangely.
"My good brothers were all killed by zombies. I have a big grudge against this thing. After I capsized last time, I made a lot of preparations. This time, I'll deal with it. If I don't show my skill, how can I, Zhuzi, continue to mix in the rivers and lakes?"
The cylindrical object Zhuzi took out looked more like a paper tube for storing paintings, but there were sealing strips with talismans on both ends, and the surface was covered with densely packed runes. He placed the cylinder in front of him, then knelt down and bowed three times, showing great respect.
"Today, I respectfully ask the deity, to help me subdue the zombie!"
After finishing speaking, he opened the paper tube, pulled out a scroll, and as I looked closely, I saw that there was actually a portrait of a bearded man on it!
"Who is this painting of?"
Luoqiong asked curiously.
"It should be a Taoist master, I think this painting is extraordinary, otherwise Zhuzi wouldn't be so respectful."
Fatty stared at the portrait intently and replied softly.
"The aura has changed."
At the moment when Zhuzi caught the scroll, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly changed as if a mighty force was surging!