Gao Bo laughed, "Haha, Tan baby, haven't you realized yet? This Tyrant is coming straight for me. I've hunted the most zombies and have caught the attention of that commanding zombie. It wants me to die more miserably. If we join forces now, I'm afraid these stopped zombies would really climb up the walls."
At this moment.
The survivors standing atop the wall were all gasping for breath, looking on with calm yet stupified expressions, already aware of the outcome.
Gone were their previous fear and terror.
They were ready to accept what comes.
They had done their utmost, but the sheer number of zombies was too many, too terrifying; it was something they simply could not withstand.
Having held out until now
Was already quite an achievement.
"Roar"
The Tyrant swung its meat cleaver, roaring at Gao Bo. Its fierce visage resembled a harvester preparing to collect its final prey.
