The Black Armored Fierce Ghost on the ground was dead. No other abnormalities in the area were left standing.
Laura and Pat had mostly cleared out the other Abnormal Ghosts nearby. Just then, Nathan and another Warrior rushed over from the direction Fang Zhen had come from.
They were stunned by the scene before them.
They had departed from the same spot as Fang Zhen, not long after he did. Their arrivals were only a few minutes apart.
The dozens of abnormalities that had been aggressively besieging this place just moments ago were now either completely dead or smashed to bits. It was a veritable river of blood.
'So this is Fang Zhen's true strength?' Nathan muttered to himself upon arriving.
Fang Zhen flicked his long spear, flinging off the blood coating its shaft. Any remaining droplets were absorbed by the Hong Ying tassel, though by now the tassel itself was dyed a dark purple from all the blood.
