Just like forcibly snapping a branch.
More and more Mushroom Zombies began to gather along the road, spreading their poisonous mist as they moved.
Soon, a massive horde of zombies was formed.
They filled up every inch of the view ahead.
Jostling and pushing against each other, they advanced towards us.
However, their speed was somewhat slow, and their steps were faltering.
Wu Heng looked at the poisonous mist in front of him and started to ponder.
He raised his hand, casting a Fireball Technique towards the sky above the zombie horde.
The blazing fireball soared into the sky, burst into an explosion with a bang, and descended onto the poisonous mist in a rain of fire.
The moment the flames fell,
All the toxic mist, like burning cotton wool, the flames spread out, completely burning away the fine particles in the mist.
But before Wu Heng could rejoice, the poisonous mist produced by the zombies quickly covered the area again.
There was no significant change.
