Cold lights sparked on the body of the Level 2 zombie, leaving slash marks behind.
"Hurry up, kill the other undead! Keep the civilians safe!"
A rookie of the Zombie Slaying Team yelled, baring his zombie-killing blade, he pushed back a tentacle reached out from the monster. Other soldiers, hearing this, quickly retreated, exploding the heads of the undead feasting on bodies '
Wounds appeared all over the Level 2 zombie, apparently inflected by the rookies. Despite its injuries, there was no sign of fatigue. It continued to lash out with the tentacles protruding from its stomach.
Seeing the right moment, a rookie leaped into the air, his zombie blade high, the hook on it aimed directly at the creature's head!
"Die!"
There was a smirk in the rookie's eyes. But in mid-air, he saw the Level 2 zombie's eyes lock onto him. His face whitened, a hint of dread crept into his heart, "Crap."
