One by one, steel needles flew over, and crows the size of eagles landed on the ground.

Flames and purple lightning surged forth, and flocks of crows fell to the ground.

When the Bai family arrived at the air-raid shelter, they emitted a faint glow. The black crows seemed to sense the danger and flew higher into the sky.

Their hoarse voices clamored in the air, unwilling to leave.

"Old Bai, you guys are amazing!"

Village Chief Li stared dumbfounded at the crows scattered on the ground, and it took him a long time to utter a single sentence.

The crow's thick, black feathers resembled the black fire of hell, and from its black beak came black blood.

Not surprising at all; they are carrion eaters, and they must have eaten plenty of the zombies on the ground.

"Absolutely!" Bai Zhengxuan said with a hint of smugness.

He's probably the old man who absorbs supernatural abilities the most diligently!

Wow—wow—

The hoarse voice continued to echo overhead, as if it might fly down at any moment.

Bai Xizhu's steel needles have a limited flight distance; if they fly too high, they won't be able to pierce their temples.

The two sides remained deadlocked.

Bai Yifan, emanating a faint golden light, stood silently behind Bai Xizhu and Liu Jing, a dagger clutched in his hand.

His metal-based superpower is only at level one, so he can't attack from a distance and can only stab with a dagger.

Knowing when to back down, Bai Yifan gripped the dagger and stood in what he considered the safest spot.

"careful!"

Leng Yebai's cold voice rang out.

At the same time, flocks of crows swooped down to the ground.