Chapter 132: Samantha Santee erupted, her blade carving through the night with the momentum of a charging army. Sword light raked the clearing, grass and brush snapped, the ground lay torn and messy.

Zombie Puppets closed in from all sides. They were stronger than the last batch, but they still fell before Samantha's relentless sword forms. She sank into a killing trance. Her eyes flushed red, and a faint smile tugged at her lips, as if some feverish thrill took hold. "Even if you were strong in life-dead, you belonged in the underworld!" "Your souls never found rest. I'll put you out of your misery!" "One stroke to cleave the mountain-go to the Nine Nether Hell!" Arcs of sword light crisscrossed....