The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 24

"Roar!" The Wolf King bellowed, and the surrounding dozen giant wolves surged forward aggressively.

Chu Xuan stood motionless, casually ordering, "Keep the stronger wolves alive; kill the rest."

Long, Hu, and the six corpse puppets received their commands in an instant. A fierce gleam flashed in their eyes as they fiercely lunged forward. In just a moment, the pack was routed. After all, most of them were not supernatural beings.

But the corpse puppets crafted by Chu Xuan possessed innate magical abilities and were not of low standing. The weakest among them, whose innate magic was self-detonation, also possessed the prowess of a third-level corpse soldier.

Together with Long and Hu, these ferocious corpses made light work of the wolf pack.

In the blink of an eye, the mournful whines of the giant wolves were heard.

Chu Xuan glanced over casually. He noted that the weaker wolves had all been slain.

The four that were first-level supernatural beings had their limbs broken and were thrown to the ground.

Long and Hu swiftly moved behind the Wolf King, trapping it in a pincer movement.

The Wolf King was taken aback. The shift in the situation was too swift; it had thought the advantage lay with it.

Yet, in an instant, it had gone from being the encircler to the encircled.

"Roar!" The Wolf King roared furiously, stomping the ground and charging directly at Chu Xuan.

It had encountered superhumans in Two Dragons City who excelled in controlling supernatural creatures, but each one was physically weak. So, it ignored Long, Hu, and the other corpse puppets, focusing its attack on Chu Xuan.

In its view, killing this human quickly was the key to breaking free. With its speed, the corpses would surely be unable to keep up—after all, how could two legs compare with its four?

"You have a brain, but not much of it," Chu Xuan said with a light smile.

This Wolf King had obviously realized that he controlled the corpse puppets. Eliminate him, and the corpses would fall apart.

Regrettably, he was no frail summoner like those often depicted in novels—mighty summoned beasts paired with a weak summoner.

If he did not possess substantial strength, how could he possibly control the likes of Long and Hu?

Chu Xuan remained where he was, utterly still. He could already see the Wolf King's sharp fangs, the drool flowing, and the foul stench of its breath as it bore down upon him.

Swoosh!

A line of blood flashed by. In that moment, it seemed as though a giant club had fiercely struck the Wolf King's head. They say wolves have a skull of copper and a backbone of tofu—their most vulnerable part is the waist, and the hardest, the head. But with sufficient force, even a blow to the head could stun a wolf.

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Thump.

In an instant, the Wolf King was knocked unconscious, collapsing senseless to the ground. The battle had ended before it even began.

Long observed everything, promptly shelving any mischievous thoughts and daring not to entertain any disrespect.

"Carry them up, take them all back," Chu Xuan said casually.

Roar!