Not to mention it also had the key and was standing at a distance that was relatively safer from the assault of Simon.
Staking everything on it, Simon decided to use all of prowess to clear a way towards that zombie.
Fighting the horde of more than six thousand zombies which continued to spawn endlessly without the aid of his magic, was extremely strainful and exhausting. Nonetheless, he was still able to reach that peculiar zombie standing at the back of the horde.
The zombie staying true to its instinct, attacked him the moment he approached closer but was ultimately fell at is hands after an attack or two.
When the zombie was dismembered by his claws, Simon intensely observed his body which expelled no curse energy not even after a few seconds. Holding onto the key, Simon was now sure that this was the key.
