"The police have already uncovered all your details, you're that Zombie Slayer, aren't you? And the one who died, called the Mummy Slayer, did I get that right?" Lin Mu asked with a sneer.
"You, you're the legendary mercenary king of the North African Plain, Lin Mu..."
"Good to know," Lin Mu interrupted him coldly, "tell me willingly that you're ready to answer all my questions!"
The Zombie Slayer remained silent, eyes fixed on Lin Mu, who was equally silent, but his eyes were like two sharp swords, radiating an intimidating glow! Within that electrifying and blazing light, a silvery gray hue suddenly emerged, freezing the Zombie Slayer's will entirely.
Within this silvery gray light, the Zombie Slayer plunged into bewilderment, as if entering a dream, or maybe that dream was real, because he suddenly found himself bound like a palm tree on a hard execution stage, blazing fire beneath him, and Lin Mu holding a flame-licked dagger!
