The Personal Bodyguard of the Female CEO

Tens of thousands of War Corpses are definitely no joke, especially with so many hot weapons on their side; it's practically a War Corpse Army.

Who would have thought that the God Forbidden Zone would produce so many War Corpses in this remote little country.

The combat power of these War Corpses is only comparable to the Mortal Realm, but their fearlessness is what's truly terrifying. They're like robots; even if half their bodies are chopped off, they still charge forward.

Surrounded by tens of thousands of War Corpses, it's difficult for even two Saints to break through.

If no one comes to rescue them, falling is only a matter of time.

But there's simply no chance of rescue here.

The Dark Council was too confident in themselves, thinking that dispatching two Saints would settle everything.

In fact, the Dark Council had originally planned to send only one Saint, but out of fear of Wang Dadong, they sent two at once.

After all, the Lord of Hell has recently gained quite a reputation internationally.

"Fight for your life, or you'll die," Binglan glanced at the man beside her, a hint of excitement in her tone.

Indeed, it was excitement.

Slaughter, it's her favorite thing, even though she might die.

Binglan charged forward first, wielding a Thin Sword, and with a squelching sound, cleaved open the head of a War Corpse.

To kill these War Corpses, you have to attack their heads; other areas only cause injury.

As Binglan moved, one War Corpse after another fell at her feet, blood soaking her robes.

In just a few minutes, a Vacuum appeared around Binglan, with severed limbs scattered all over the ground.

Of course, while killing the War Corpses, Binglan was also attacked, as their numbers seemed endless. Kill one wave and another would come.

Ten thousand War Corpses could easily wear down two Saints.

But instead of weakening Binglan, the wounds inflicted by the War Corpses only made her fiercer.

Her gaze became more bloodthirsty.

Splish splish splish!

Almost every second, a head flew from its owner's neck, with blood-splattered limbs falling from the sky.

Spattered blood was like a rain of blood.

The man swallowed his saliva, this woman truly was a Madman.

To fight so hard against a horde of corpses.

The man moved as well, but he conserved his strength, ensuring all his attacks targeted the War Corpses' heads, maximizing the effect of each strike.

This way, maybe they could hold out a bit longer.

Hoping for the rescue Binglan mentioned; otherwise, they were doomed to die here.

Binglan had no idea how many swords she had swung or how many War Corpses she'd slain. Her body was covered in countless gashes from the War Corpses.

The most severe wound was nearly a foot long, bleeding profusely. Any deeper and her intestines might spill out.

Yet Binglan grew fiercer in battle as if tireless. The Alloy Rapier in her hand was chipped.

A person's strength is finite; Binglan wasn't a War Corpse. Even if she's fearless, she could still die; her strength wasn't endless.

As time passed, her fatigued body slowed her sword strokes significantly.

With severe blood loss, she felt on the verge of fainting.

Snap!

With a crisp sound, the Thin Sword in Binglan's hand finally gave in, breaking.

After killing over a thousand War Corpses, the weapon crafted from Alloy for a Saint also shattered.

Yet War Corpses, still seemingly endless, quickly swarmed Binglan.

Bang bang bang!

Gunfire rang out, and due to her slowed movements, Binglan was hit in the back with a burst, finally collapsing to her knees.

She no longer had the strength to stand.

Binglan turned to look at her companion, who was already surrounded by War Corpses, unable to resist, gazing back at her in horror.

In just a few seconds, a perfectly fine body was torn apart alive by the War Corpses. The man's head was tossed, eyes wide open, filled with terror.

The scene was extremely gruesome.

Against thousands of War Corpses, even a Sacred Body was insignificant.

Watching the swarming War Corpses, Binglan knew she too would soon be ripped to pieces by these beast-like Undead Creatures.

Binglan's gaze turned calm; addicted to slaughter all her life, she never thought she'd die in it.

She enjoyed the feeling of pain; it brought her a different sensation.

She wondered whether being torn apart would be the happiest moment of her life.

With that thought, an unprecedented thrill surged in Binglan's heart.

Her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Not out of fear, but excitement!

"Damn it, it's not the time to be reckless!" A fierce shout rang in her ear.

Binglan opened her eyes to see Wang Dadong appearing before her.

Seeing Wang Dadong, a complex emotion crossed Binglan's face; she hadn't been sure if Wang Dadong would come to save her.

After all, their relationship was purely mutually beneficial, without any feelings involved.

"Ah!"

A sharp scream echoed.

Dozens of War Corpses in front of Mila immediately turned into a mist of blood.

"Holy shit!"

Witnessing this, King Kong, clad in Armor and wielding a Giant Axe, couldn't help but curse. This woman was terrifying.

With just a roar, she could kill people.

Standing behind Mila, though not directly hit by the Sound Wave Technique, King Kong's head buzzed from the shock.

Clang clang clang!

King Kong was hit by numerous bullets, sparks flying off his body.

"Dare to attack your Grandpa King Kong, seeking death!" King Kong fiercely swung his Giant Axe, which crackled with blue lightning as he chopped toward a War Corpse.

Squelch!

The War Corpse was immediately split in half.

In Mila's beautiful eyes was endless rage, her Sound Wave Technique fully unleashed, an invisible blade plowed through the battlefield, felling War Corpses like harvested wheat.

This scene left King Kong Mu utterly dumbfounded again.

He finally understood why Wang Dadong insisted on recruiting Mila.

This woman was terrifying to the extreme; he could kill dozens of War Corpses in a minute, but with her Sound Wave attack, dozens died instantly.

If she went to the battlefield, she could destroy an entire army division in just a few minutes.

An absolute meat grinder on the battlefield.

Yet Wang Dadong's gaze at Mila was filled with worry.

Such reckless use of the Sound Wave Technique was akin to a mutual destruction!