Xue Fang was betting it all. As long as the head was destroyed, she would win this.
Grasping with this hope, she dashed forward, taking out her own weapon, a long staff that could be split in the middle.
At the end of the tip, a round metal was attached, allowing Xue Fang to perform bashing attacks.
She utilized all her qi, going all out on this offensive.
BAM!
A shockwave exploded, dispersing the smoke.
All her effort provided results; the ghoul's head was completely smashed, leaving behind only a part from the nose down. The whole forehead and eyes had disappeared.
Xue Fang should have felt relieved, but instead, her despair was growing. The ghoul's lips moved, letting out a snarling growl as his half-destroyed hand raised his bone sword toward her neck.
With their close distance, she could not make a move; anything she could do would be too late. Her parent puppets moved by themselves, utilizing all their strength to come close.
