"I see that," Zhou Chen replied grimly. He was tense, but not truly worried. 'As soon as her life is truly in danger, the Life-saving Talisman from Lin Yun will activate. Then Li Xiye will be free from the crisis of the Curse.'
A flash of white light, a fleeting spark, left a fiery afterimage in the air. Wreathed in Fiery Fire, the lapis-gold Long Saber easily tore through the body of one of the Harpies, and blood splattered.
Its momentum undiminished, the slash took the head off a humanoid monster climbing onto the Chariot. Zhou Chen kicked the headless corpse off, sending it tumbling to the ground. It tripped up the foremost pursuing monsters, which fell in a heap and were trampled into a bloody pulp by the horde behind them.
During the brief respite, he glanced back at the endless torrent of monsters and exhaled. "That should be enough of them. Time to bring out the big guns."
"You still have something else up your sleeve?" Li Xiye asked in surprise.
