The entire area was illuminated in a fiery red by lightning and fire.
Only three Tier Two Zombies remained alive, having jumped onto the deck.
Looking at the fresh flesh and blood around them, they went completely berserk, their bodies charred black by the lightning fire, yet their actions remained fierce and swift, targeting the area with the most people. With a wild roar, they leaped up like a fish onto the deck, darting out swiftly.
Their four limbs unfolded like fins, leaving deep scratches on the ironwood deck.
If this thing slashes you, you'd be cut in half on the spot!
The soldiers at the forefront were terrified and frantically pulled the trigger.
The 7.62 bullets rained down on the zombie, but the Tier Two Zombie had long evolved with a corpse armor, immune to bullets of this caliber.
The firepower hands operating the heavy machine guns were unable to turn their guns in time.
