CRACK! POP! GRIND!
Out on the hardened black surface of Highway #1, a horrifying scene was taking place.
Driven mad by the dark green Rank 5 Liquid Blood-Qi pouring down from Daoist Rotten-Bone’s bronze bell, the five thousand Iron-Bone Zombies and five thousand Undead Skeletons were throwing themselves backward and forward with terrifying force. Because their ankles and shins were locked inside three feet of diamond-hard Spirit Asphalt, the violent twisting made their knee joints pop and grind like millstones!
In the front row, the seven-foot-tall Horned-Helmet Zombie grabbed its own thighs with both blackened hands and pulled upward with all its Rank 3 strength, trying to rip its own kneecaps right out of their sockets so it could crawl across the pavement on its elbows!
Beside it, three White-Bone Skeletons raised their heavy bone clubs and began smashing their own trapped shinbones, sending bone splinters flying as they tried to chop themselves free!
“Ha! Ha! Ha!” Daoist Rotten-Bone laughed wildly from his flying skull palanquin, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth as he shook his bronze bell faster and faster. “Look at that, Pei Xuan! My corpse soldiers know neither pain nor fear! Even if they leave both legs behind in your black stone, ten thousand legless monsters will still crawl over your walls and tear your soldiers throat from throat! Let’s see how your paving trucks stop an army of crawling dead!”
