Yang Qi's requested backup finally arrived ten minutes after the "BOSS" of the underground palace was taken down.
From another perspective, they weren't really late, since fighting the supernatural wasn't their task anyway.
The arrows embedded in the ground were pulled out, the severely injured infected was lifted onto a stretcher and into one of the vehicles, while a familiar figure clad in heavy armor and wielding a Wolf-tooth Spear emerged from the cargo hold of another vehicle, swaggering towards the bone throne.
"Hey, Sun Hang, you've returned and didn't even let me know, not cool!" Ye Jiu complained as he walked into the war formation, "Whoa, these terracotta soldiers are interesting, are they all supernatural entities? Can they move? Don't you think I look like an ancient charging general standing among these soldiers?"
