"Let me handle this." Sosia wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, looking grimly at the zombie rushing toward them.
She clearly understood that as Sun Yan's bodyguard, when facing tangible monsters like this, she must step forward and shield Sun Yan from any danger.
Even knowing she was not a match for the zombie, Sosia still chose to stand resolutely in front of Sun Yan and charge headlong toward the zombie.
Werewolves battling zombies, a plot that should be confined to the realms of low-grade internet movies, yet Sun Yan wasn't laughing at all at this moment.
Unless they vanquish this zombie that had turned into a corpse demon, neither he nor Sosia would leave this land of the profane alive today.
Sun Yan clenched the golden seal, channeling the continuous flow of demon power into the General Sun Mask he wore on his nape, and the Mo Lihai artwork on his back.
