1302 Let Them Live or Perish on Their Own
Mo Lian set up a defensive boundary around everyone with a wave of his hand.
"We'll fight our way out!" Duan Yue yelled.
They had to charge their way out while they fought brutally to create a route. Otherwise, it would be difficult to break out once they got encircled again.
Right now, the firearms' explosions had sent the zombie pack into chaos. When should they leave if not now?
The team of a hundred great mystic cultivators joined hands to blast their mystic energy toward the same point. They pressed on strenuously like an advancing mincing machine.
"Everyone get down!!" The mystic cultivators and body cultivators on the round base roared at the people who were hugging the sculpture like tangled hemp, "We'll leave together with them!"
The mass of tangled hemp started arguing. One portion was adamant in leaving together with everyone else, while the other portion believed that going down now was tantamount to seeking death.
Some people who were crushed within the mass of tangled hemp wanted to come out, yet the people on the outer layer refused to let go.
Consequently, loud arguments, wails, and shrieks instantly filled the space.
Several young lads vigorously flung off the people pressing down on their backs. For their own survival, they had no time to care about those idiots' life or death.
Only idiots would continue hanging here like tangled hemp!
If they didn't ride on that formidable team's coattails and leave now, their lives would conclude here!
"No, no! Don't push me, don't, ah—" A young lady hanging on the outer layer screamed as she fell off the sculpture.
Two elders who were more advanced in age couldn't help but shake their hands when they saw the young lady getting torn to shreds.
Hence, they also fell down with horrific screams when a young man on the inside kicked outward.
Subsequently, several nimble young people climbed out from the mass of tangled hemp and jumped down onto the round base. They promptly ran with Qiao Mu and company.
However, most of the people took on a wait-and-see attitude. They were unwilling to come down from the sculpture.
"Everyone, please wait, we are the rescue team from Rice City." One of the body cultivators who had caught Kali just earlier called out after Qiao Mu and the others. "Could you please help them and wait a bit? Let me persuade them some more."
"You're being soft-hearted!" Eldest Young Sir Qin turned around and reprimanded coldly.
Since those people still wanted to wait and see even in this kind of situation, then let them continue doing so.
"Why are you paying them attention?" Qiao Mu curled up her lips in a scoff.
If you had that leisure, might as well kill several more zombies to get out of this sea of zombies as soon as possible.
It was so unbearably stinky. The smell of decay was everywhere!
Since the team from Rice City was a bunch of morons from Virgin Mary nunnery, just leave them here to release their radiance!
Yet you mention helping them?
You had hands and feet, yet you couldn't time the right moment to jump down and follow everyone else out? You just had to hang from the sculpture, so what could they do?
These people who had no martial arts skills and were also imbeciles wouldn't live long even if they got rescued.
It wasn't that they were cold-blooded. They just ignored these idiots after seeing so many of them.
"Let's go!" At Qiao Mu's command, the hundred great mystic cultivator team picked up their pace and swiftly advanced forward.
"Wait!!" The rescue team from Rice City got anxious.
Kali dashed after them and screeched, "Let's go quickly!"
This d*mned cold-blooded team was leaving them to die again and again and again!
"Ga—" An extremely coarse roar churned in the thick layers of black fog.
When the zombies heard this roar, it was as if they had been issued a certain military order. They howled up at the sky, as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and surrounded the crowd of people without caring about anything else.
