It's not just a matter of taking lives, everyone realized with sudden clarity, the madness and chaos before had contaminated the soul.
In other words, once they succumb, they wouldn't even have the chance to become intelligent undead.
They each used their methods, attempting to shake off the "Guides" that followed them like bone-maggots, and tried to disperse the pervasive, hysterical madness in the air, as they moved away in their struggle.
Behind them, Tang Qi and the Red-Hat Girl stood like two "nonexistent" statues, watching everyone leave.
One second!
Two seconds!
Three seconds!
As the figures of the Transcendents completely vanished into the darkness,
Tang Qi's eyes narrowed slightly, his keen perception sensed the madness that filled the corridor beginning to thin out bit by bit. It hadn't dissipated, but what was left was an insignificant portion, no longer capable of making a Transcendent lose their reason in an instant.
Beside him, the girl's voice came through,
