Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

As Lin Bei handed the talisman to Shi Shaojian, a large weasel pounced from the side.

That weasel was a whole size bigger than the average one, with dark red fur all over its body and a fierce glint in its green eyes. It must have been at least eighty or ninety years old.

"Golden light appeared swiftly, enveloping my body!"

Lin Bei's body shone with golden light as he withstood the attack.

The weasel's claws gripped the golden light shield, producing a screeching sound. The golden light shook violently a few times, but fortunately, it withstood the attack!

"court death!"

Lin Bei made a sword incantation with his hands, and a beam of white light shot out from his fingertips.

"Heaven and earth, in their natural order, disperse all impurities!"

The white light struck the weasel's belly, blasting a bloody hole in it. The beast screamed and fell from mid-air.

Lin Bei stepped forward and stomped on its head, then thrust the Demon-Slaying Sword downwards, piercing through its head.

The weasel lay on the ground, twitched a few times, and then fell silent!

"squeak!!!"

More and more weasels roared angrily and attacked the two from all sides.

"Junior brother, to the left!"

Shi Shaojian shouted, and the Bagua Mirror spun, shooting a golden light toward Lin Bei's left.

A weasel that pounced was struck by the golden light, its body breaking in two mid-air, blood and entrails splattering all over the ground.

Lin Bei wiped the blood from his face, panting as he looked around.

The yard was littered with the corpses of weasels, at least a hundred or two, with blood everywhere, leaving no room to even step.

A multitude of green eyes were fixed on Lin Bei and Shi Shaojian, emitting low growls.

The eyes of these beasts were densely packed in the darkness, like countless will-o'-the-wisps, sending chills down one's spine.

Lin Bei's face was grave. He didn't have much magic power left in his body. If these weasels attacked a few more times, his magic power would be exhausted.

"Senior brother, how much magic power do you have left?" Lin Bei asked in a deep voice.

Shi Shaojian's face was pale, and his forehead was covered in sweat: "Less than 30% complete, how about you?"

"Me too."

The two stood back to back, neither daring to relax.

Suddenly, a weasel darted out from the pile of corpses and lunged at Lin Bei's thigh.

"You beast, you dare to be the sixth one!"

Lin Bei slashed with his sword, slicing off half of its head. In the blink of an eye, three or four more weasels pounced on it.

"Breaking evil!"

Lin Bei swept his sword horizontally, and the sword energy split the two weasels in two.

The third one dodged the sword energy, jumped onto his shoulder, and opened its mouth to bite.

Lin Bei reached out and grabbed its neck, then unleashed his magic power, snapping its neck in two.

The body was thrown on the ground, and there were three bloody scratches on the back of his hand, with blood dripping down his fingers.

"Damn it, these beasts have gone mad!"

Shi Shaojian's situation wasn't easy either. His magical power was almost depleted, and the golden light emitted by the Bagua Mirror was getting weaker and weaker, no longer capable of killing him with a single blow.

A weasel was struck by the golden light, but it only tumbled and then charged forward again.

Shi Shaojian kicked it away, and another golden light followed, barely managing to kill it.

"This won't do, our magic power can't hold up!" Shi Shaojian shouted.

Lin Bei gritted his teeth and took out the last handful of talismans from his bundle, about thirty exorcism talismans and a dozen corpse-suppressing talismans.

He handed the corpse-suppressing talisman to Shi Shaojian: "Use this. It's also effective on living things; it can freeze them for a few seconds."

Shi Shaojian took the talisman and slapped it out without saying a word.

A talisman to suppress a corpse was stuck on the forehead of a weasel. The beast froze and fell straight to the ground, unable to move.

Shi Shaojian stepped on its head and crushed it.

"Hey! This thing works great!"

"I never imagined that corpse-suppressing talismans could be so effective against demons. If I had known, I would have drawn a few myself!"

The two men held on for another quarter of an hour, relying on the talisman, and dozens more weasel corpses appeared on the ground.

But the remaining weasels are still numerous and impossible to kill completely.

Just then, a sharp screech came from afar.

Upon hearing the sound, the weasels suddenly stopped their attack and scrambled to both sides.

Lin Bei's heart sank, realizing that the main character had arrived.

A dozen or so huge weasels emerged from the darkness, each as big as a dog, with fur of different colors.

Unlike those little weasels that walk on all fours, they stand on two legs like humans, with their front paws behind their backs, and walk step by step.

Their bright green eyes shone with wisdom.

These beasts are skilled in magic, and their skill is quite high.

Lin Bei roughly sensed that the weakest one had at least a hundred years of cultivation, while the two strongest ones were probably two or three hundred years old.

"It's all over, all over, all over!" Shi Shaojian's voice changed. "How are we supposed to fight this?"

Lin Bei gripped the Demon-Slaying Sword tightly, feeling uncertain about his own abilities.

For him and Shi Shaojian, both early-stage Taoists, dealing with these centuries-old demons was like sending them to their deaths.

The gray weasel that was in the lead walked to the middle of the yard, stopped, tilted its head and looked at Lin Bei, then at Shi Shaojian.

"You two little Taoist priests killed the great-grandson of the Third Madam? And you dared to kill so many of our descendants? You deserve to die!"

Lin Bei raised his head and said, "Hmph, a bunch of beasts, what are you yelling about!"

"This Taoist priest will send you to your deaths!"

Shi Shaojian's eyes widened in disbelief: Holy crap, junior brother, are you that fierce?

"Even if we lose, we won't lose face! Let's fight!" Lin Beiyu turned around and struck first!

"Slay the demon!"

Sword energy shot out from the Demon-Slaying Sword, heading straight for the gray weasel's face.

With a flick of its gray weasel paw, a burst of black demonic energy shot out, directly shattering the sword energy.

"With your meager skills, you think you can send us to our deaths? You're overestimating yourselves!"

It moved swiftly and appeared in front of Lin Bei in an instant, its speed was frightening.

It clawed at Lin Bei's chest, its five fingernails like five daggers, gleaming coldly.

"Golden Light Mantra!"

Lin Bei's body shone with golden light as he withstood the claw attack.

The golden light flickered violently, and a gash was torn open. The weasel's claws slashed three bloody gashes across his chest, deep enough to expose the bone.

Lin Bei gasped in pain and stumbled backward.

"Junior brother!" Shi Shaojian shouted, pointing the Bagua mirror at the gray weasel. "Bagua Golden Light, slay demons and vanquish evil!"

A beam of golden light shot out, but the gray weasel dodged it with a swift movement!

The golden light shone on a century-old weasel behind it, and the weasel let out a miserable cry as a large hole was burned in its chest.

"Kill the one with the mirror first."

At the command of the gray weasel, more than a dozen century-old weasels moved at the same time, their speed astonishing, and they pounced on Shi Shaojian from all directions.

"Come on, I'm not afraid of you!" Shi Shaojian roared, casting a golden light spell on himself.

"Eight Trigrams Golden Light!"

Shi Shaojian used the last of his magical power to unleash more than a dozen golden beams, which sent the charging weasels flying and screaming in agony.

But this injury is insignificant to them!