"Lin Mo, run!"
With no time to explain, she blurted out the words, grabbed Lin Mo and Feney by the hand, and turned to flee.
Lin Mo had seen Ali's unusual behavior. He knew her sense of smell was sharp and that she must have detected something dangerous, so he didn't hesitate, turning to retreat alongside them.
"W-Wait..."
At a time like this, Feney obviously couldn't keep up. She had barely taken two steps before she stumbled, on the verge of falling.
Lin Mo quickly turned back to catch her, sweeping her up by the waist.
In the instant he turned back, he saw what had terrified Ali so much.
A crimson figure appeared in his line of sight, wreathed in flames. Blackish-red blood, like molten lava, dripped from its body, scorching the ground black...
Even though he had never seen one before, Lin Mo knew what it was at a glance.
A Rotten Corpse!
