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She stood up, turned around, and walked toward the next wounded soldier.

Her treatment speed couldn't keep up with the increasing number of wounded, her supply of medicine was rapidly decreasing, and her face was growing paler, but she didn't stop.

The military's defenses are crumbling.

The soldiers were firing their guns, bullets hitting the zombies and causing them to fall, but more zombies crawled out from underground.

The machine gunner couldn't reload as fast as the zombies charged, and when the ammunition belt ran out, the zombies reached the front of the defensive line.

The soldiers drew their bayonets and engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the zombies.

Some people were screaming, some were calling for their mothers, some were cursing God, and some were praying.

No one came to their rescue; they had to rely on themselves.

Su Mu held his spear in his hand, golden light dancing on the tip.

His gaze shifted from the Zombie King, sweeping over the soldiers and survivors being slaughtered by zombies, before returning to the Zombie King.

He made a decision... to deal with the Zombie King first.

Those zombies were summoned by the Zombie King. Once the Zombie King dies, they will lose control and either run away or attack each other.

Otherwise, they will keep crawling out from underground and you can't kill them all.

"Black Kill Squad, follow me." Su Mu's voice wasn't loud, but it was enough for Bai Liuxi to hear.

Bai Liuxi glanced at him but didn't answer, because she had already rushed out.

Her energy gathered at the edge of her palm and slashed towards the zombie king's neck.

The zombie king didn't even dodge; the force struck its neck, leaving a faint white mark on its dark green skin. The mark disappeared within seconds, as if it had never existed.

The Zombie King looked down at Bai Liuxi, the eerie green flames in its empty eye sockets flickering for a moment, and then it raised its hand.

A fist came crashing down.

Bai Liuxi's body moved before the Zombie King's fist came down.

She was so fast that most people present couldn't even see her movement trajectory, and her fist grazed her back and slammed into the ground.

The ground blasted open a crater, and rubble and dirt flew everywhere, like a small bomb exploding.

Bai Liuxi was thrown away by the shockwave, tumbling halfway through the air before landing on the ground. Several cracks appeared in the ground beneath her feet, and she twisted her ankle, but she didn't utter a sound.

Old Wei's shield slammed into the Zombie King's leg.

The impact created several more cracks in the shield, and Old Wei's hand split open, blood flowing down the shield.

The Zombie King's leg swayed, its head lowered, and its eerie green flames stared at Old Wei before it raised its foot.

The sole of his foot stepped down.

Old Wei held his shield above his head, his feet on the shield, which bent like a bent pot lid.

Old Wei's knees bent, his body sank down, and his feet sank into the mud, which went up to his ankles.

His teeth were grinding together, and blood gushed from his mouth.

Zhao Cheng's Tang sword struck the zombie king's knee.

The blade cut half an inch into the dark green skin, then got stuck.

The Zombie King's skin was too hard, like a thick steel plate.

Zhao Cheng twisted his wrist, the blade spun half a circle inside the skin, and then he pulled it out.

Dark green blood seeped from the wound, and the zombie king's legs bent slightly as its attention shifted from Lao Wei to Zhao Cheng.

Xiao Jiu's vines sprouted from the ground and wrapped around the Zombie King's ankle.

Deep purple vines coiled around the zombie king's legs like giant pythons, getting tighter and tighter. The surface of the vines was covered with fine barbs that pierced the zombie king's skin, but the zombie king's skin was too thick, and the barbs didn't even pierce through the epidermis.

The Zombie King glanced down, then lifted his foot.

The vine was torn apart, like a snapped rubber band, with dark purple sap dripping from the break.

A trickle of blood escaped from Xiao Jiu's mouth; his fingers were stuck in the soil, his nails broken and bleeding.

Ah Qi's drone hovered in the air, emitting ultrasonic waves in an attempt to interfere with the Zombie King's perception.

There were five drones, their blue signal lights flashing in the darkness, like five fireflies dancing in the night.

The Zombie King didn't even look at the drones; he just casually swatted them, like swatting flies.

A drone was smashed to pieces, the fragments flying through the air like a blooming iron flower.

Another one, another one, another one.

Five drones were all reduced to fragments in less than two seconds.

Bai Liuxi's energy struck the Zombie King's chest, leaving a faint white mark on his dark green skin.

Su Mu's spear pierced the Zombie King's back, the tip penetrating three inches, and dark green blood gushed from the wound.

The Zombie King's body stiffened abruptly, and it turned its head, its eerie green flames staring at Su Mu.

Its arm swung towards Su Mu, so fast that Su Mu's dynamic vision could only catch a blurry afterimage.

Su Mu's body rolled on the ground, a fist swept past his head, the wind it generated made his hair stand on end, and the wind carried a strong stench of decay, making Su Mu's throat tight.

He half-squatted on the ground, holding his spear horizontally in front of him, with a golden halo dancing on the spear tip.

Su Mu discovered that even activating his golden bloodline couldn't change the course of the battle.

The Zombie King's attributes were too high. He could sense that the Zombie King's strength was at least twice his, his physique was twice his, and although his agility was slower, that "slow" was relative to his speed. For ordinary survivors, the Zombie King's speed was already ridiculously fast.

His spear could pierce the zombie king's body and cause damage, but the damage was too shallow for the zombie king to care about.

It didn't even look at the wound on its back, because it saw it as no different from a mosquito bite.

The battlefield was deadlocked.

Su Mu and the five members of the Black Kill Squad barely managed to hold off the Zombie King. They couldn't kill it, and it couldn't kill them either... It wasn't that it couldn't be killed, but that its attention was diverted by them, and it didn't know which one to attack first.

It's like a giant swinging its fist in a crowd; every punch can smash a car, every stomp can create a crater. But it has too many targets. If it hits one, another will attack it from the side; if it goes to hit another, this one will stab it in the back.

It circled in place, like a giant bear surrounded by a pack of wolves.

But the high-level zombies summoned by the Zombie King are slaughtering the survivors.

The evolved beings are fighting back, but the level seven or eight zombies are too difficult for them to deal with.

It takes three or four evolved humans to barely deal with one zombie, while the number of zombies is several times that of evolved humans.

Some were pounced on by zombies, some had their throats bitten off, and some were dragged into the horde of zombies. Screams, cries for help, and sobs rose and fell in the darkness, like a dirge without melody.