Old Pa directed a joyful gaze toward Huang Sheng. "Huang Sheng, are you alright?"
"It's fine! Come here, Old Pa!" Huang Sheng urgently beckoned to his companion.
"Ah, what is that?"
"Look!"
"A flying zombie?"
Zhongli Zhiwei's expression couldn't help but change.
Subconsciously, she looked up, and indeed, a dark horde of zombies with wings soared and flapped toward them.
"Qiaoqiao!" Mo Lian prompted.
Qiao Mu swiftly exited the battle zone and returned to their side. She silently produced a purple talisman from her 500-meter sleeve.
"Should we give it a shot?" Mo Lian smirked. "I doubt these things fear fire."
This flock of flying zombies exuded a fiery aura, suggesting that they were a quilt-modified species.
"It's worth a try. We won't know if it's effective until we test it," Qiao Mu remarked casually. With a flick of her finger, the talisman shot into the sky at lightning speed.
