Rotten Flesh

"They are not able to feel pain!" Ling Xiao's voice reverberated above the sounds of battle, as he had tried to kill a beast that had charged at them.

The staff in his hands had been full of power, and the beast in front of him had its lower body crushed, causing it to be unable to move as freely as before. Even so, it did not seem to have any sense of pain, and continued to drag its body forward with the purpose of attacking their group.

"Use the inscriptions!"

Xue Wei had realized the same thing. Although these beasts were breathing, they were not actually living. Their bodies were more like dolls than living creatures, and they seemed to be unable to sense anything else than a desperate need to attack and kill the intruding group of humans.

As Xue Wei called out, he threw a few blazing inscriptions out, as the beasts in front of him were all surrounded by the disgusting bugs that could not be killed one by one.

"They burn well, but it truly smells."