When Reynolds flapped his wings and charged into the sky, he immediately saw a black shadow fall at high speed. It was a zombie with a flesh membrane growing under its armpit. It was charging straight at it.
Reynolds’expression changed. He immediately thought of the power that had been thrown down earlier. It was clearly from this zombie’s hand. He gritted his teeth slightly, resisting the intense pain on the skeleton of the Dragon Wing. He flew to the side, trying his best to avoid colliding with it.
With a bang, an intense pain suddenly struck from his back. The intense force of the collision caused Reynolds to spit out a mouthful of fresh blood. Mixed with saliva, it splashed onto his face. His pupils were about to split open. He only felt two sharp claws on his back, at the same time, he heard a roar. There was a zombie lying on his back!
His flapping dragon wings were grabbed by the zombie, and he was on the verge of collapsing.
