Xiong Ji's pursuit from behind sounded like a rolling iron ball, the momentum was quite astonishing. And the Corpse Puppets flanking it kept hissing, as if the corridor was crawling with venomous snakes. Ling Mo and Li Yalin, who were sprinting, didn't stop for a moment, dashing straight towards the elevator.
"This guy is too tough. If we fight it here, it's very likely we'll attract all those Corpse Puppets from the cafeteria. If that happens, our situation will be dangerous... The more critical it gets, the more we need to conserve our strength. We must guard not only against them but also the potential dangers in the building and those watching outside..." Ling Mo panted as he ran. His Corpse Puppet body was heavily wounded, and his stamina was consuming rapidly, but thinking of all the tasks ahead, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and persevere.
"Corpse Puppet, hang in there...
