Immediately after the ten minutes were up, Carl started running across the long field. He wasn't moving incredibly fast, but his movements were smooth and confident, without a hint of hesitation.
His legs were gliding of the crass and with each step, it looked almost as if the grass was moving to the side for his feet, rather than it being trampled on.
Some of the other zombies who could see Carl running toward the stage 4, started to give up as well, moving away. However, others saw this as a sign to push harder.
"Crap, he's participating! We don't have much longer, come on, let's finish this!" One of the Zombies shouted, and they all knew what was coming.
The ones flying above the Stage 4 became more desperate in their large-scale attacks, flying at full speed and striking with their hands. Despite their powerful attacks that could easily bring down buildings, they were unable to take down the Stage 4.
