Blood Warlock: Succubus Partner In The Apocalypse

No, the time is not the only problem. Bai Zemin shook his head and the frown on his face deepened as he realized that things were even more complicated than they appeared to be at first.

The time was the main problem since currently his enemies were only three low-level zombies that moved at the speed of a turtle. But even if they were moving slow, if the number of zombies was overwhelmingly high to the point where while Bai Zemin took care of killing some others would have already closed the distance then nothing would be meaningful.

But another problem that Bai Zemin almost overlooked was concentration.

In this situation, it was fine as he knew the weaknesses and strengths of the enemy he was facing. However, was it possible to do something like this against enemies unknown to him? The answer that Bai Zemin got after considering every detail carefully was a resounding no.

How could he, while striving to keep his body intact and without suffering as many injuries as possible, even have time to focus on creating and imagining the shape of a weapon or object and then mobilize his Mana carefully while moving around the battlefield? Doing so many tasks at the same time was not only extremely difficult but could also cause him to lose focus on his own safety for an instant and in that instant, his life could be over.

“It really is hard.” He sighed as he scratched his head before continuing to move forward in a southeast direction.

Whenever small groups of zombies appeared, Bai Zemin used them as guinea pigs to practice his control over Mana to reduce the amount of concentration he needed to optimally mobilize it. At the same time, he was trying to figure out the best way to imagine the formation of blood spears; instead of constantly changing the weapon’s form, Bai Zemin had come to the conclusion that it was better to master one form first before focusing on others.

His First Order Blood Manipulation skill was powerful against living enemies capable of feeling pain. However, while it was possible to use it to shape and control blood from liquid to solid state, the difficulty was very great as it depended 100% on Bai Zemin’s imagination.

doing that in the middle of combat was not easy. In fact, the reason he was able to do it more easily was probably thanks to his work before the apocalypse

of zombies formed by several dozens would appear and there was even a larger group formed by a hundred zombies that had gotten stuck in one of the paths but when they sensed his presence they began to attack him. In such cases, Bai Zemin wielded the Xuanyuan Sword as he moved in and out of the group of zombies, separating the heads from their bodies and forming pools of

everywhere he passed by and the decapitated

Zemin was having a headache trying to multitask, Lilith was watching everything

smile on it and her lazy eyes looked at the human who

control it and use it at will… Yet you still have the nerve to complain? Big sister is really, reeeaaally looking forward to punishing you

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from where Bai Zemin and his three subordinates were currently located, the giant elephant

time to break through it. However, now that

he struck hard using Liang Peng’s heavy hammer and taking advantage of the cracks that extended through the creature’s armor, the survivors began

the shell slightly and using the small space created, the others quickly cut the flesh, thus splitting the

mountain about a meter high; this was, of course, the remains of the shell that had been

He, and Liang Peng looked down. Some of