Some zombies fell from heights, cracking their skulls and bleeding, some broke their legs with bones tearing through flesh, gruesome and bloody.
Even if they broke their legs, they still charged into battle.
Looking at the scene before him.
"Truly insane, these zombies, can ordinary survivors stand a chance when facing you?"
"Lucky for you, you've met me."
Charging, slashing, with domineering tactics, sweeping, hacking.
After a while.
The growling 'hehe' noises had dissipated, and the road was covered with dense piles of zombie corpses, blood flowing from the bodies, staining the ground thickly, sticking to the soles of shoes with every casual step.
Lin Fan casually swung his sword, shaking off the viscous substances, and continued walking forward.
Observing the surroundings, it seemed unlikely that any survivors could live on without enough food support given the number of zombies around.
He knew there was a university here.
It was a second-tier college.
