At Lin Xinghai's command, the members of the Sharp Blade Camp charged forward without a moment's hesitation.
After several hard-fought battles, Lin Xinghai had repeatedly demonstrated his immense power. As a result, his words now carried even more weight than Yi Hongliang's.
And Lin Xinghai certainly didn't disappoint. Firing as he charged forward, he faced over 100 Corpse-men. It sounded terrifying, but it all depended on who their opponent was.
Against an ordinary squad, these Corpse-men—equivalent to Mutated Zombies—could easily take on a force of 1,000.
But against Lin Xinghai, they were hardly a threat.
After all, if it could be killed in a single shot, no matter how strong it was in other areas, it was completely useless against Lin Xinghai.
That was precisely the case now. As Lin Xinghai swept his fire across them, the hundred-odd Corpse-men fell in entire rows.
