Summoning three advanced-level zombies at once to deal with them, was that not a significant investment?
A faint smile graced the corners of Qiao Mu's mouth. 'Come on then, I'll let you meet your demise right here.'
Commander Hu, with his cluelessness, was rather naive.
With one hand, Qiao Mu summoned the black one-third meter of cloth. She leaped in front of a high-level zombie with greenish facial hair and delivered a forceful blow to its head.
Bang. Struck by the fabric, the zombie was sent flying back several paces.
Qiao Mu didn't afford it any respite. She lightly leaped forward and, with a swift flick of her fingertip, unleashed a thorny wooden vine that shot directly toward the zombie's face.
Although this advanced-level zombie possessed some intelligence, it couldn't match a human's agility.
The zombie was unable to evade the attack, and the thorny vine whip struck its green-furred face head-on.
