"Crack, crack..."
A large amount of severed limbs and flesh fragments were blasted into the sky, then fell like rain.
However, the eight dirty and disheveled people couldn't afford to pay attention to this. They hurriedly climbed up and nervously looked towards the rear.
At this sight, their eyes widened in disbelief.
All of the powerful zombie creatures chasing them had vanished.
Well, not completely vanished. Although most of the zombies had been blown to pieces, some were only blasted with their limbs off and hadn't died completely.
The eight were stunned by this scene. For a moment, they felt their scalp tingle and their whole bodies electrified, speechless, also drifting into a wave of after-fear.
They remembered the first time they met, that guy in tattered armor, pointing a handgun at them.
Back then, that handgun had considerable power, but now, it seemed that the guy hadn't used its full might.
