The originally pitch-black night sky was instantly dyed crimson by the flames.
"Urgh—"
Something in the flower field seemed to have been disturbed, immediately letting out shrill howls. Then, one zombie after another burrowed out from the earth beneath the flames.
The flickering firelight cast the zombies' terrifying faces in shifting light and shadow, making them look even more savage.
Wu Yingzhe and the others were terrified at the sight.
"So many zombies?"
"They were actually hiding beneath the flower field..."
"It's over! We're really done for this time!"
"..."
The zombies were ferocious, like vicious ghosts crawling out of hell. In the blink of an eye, they formed a dense mass numbering in the thousands.
After catching the scent of humans, they charged over like a pack of starving wolves. Some of them were still burning, yet they charged forward without fear of death, madness written all over them.
The humans had never seen such a scene before. Their scalps went numb, and every hair on their bodies stood on end.
Can we still survive this?
Wu Yingzhe and the others began to doubt. A powerful sense of despair rose within them.
Lin Dong glanced at them.
"If it hadn't been for me earlier, you'd have already walked into the flower field and become food for the zombies. You've lived a little longer now, so you should be thanking me. So... perform well."
"..."
Everyone's faces darkened. Faced with the desperate situation before them, they thought, Gee, thanks...
"Keep fighting!"
Seeing the zombies rush before them, Wu Yingzhe shouted. He felt that struggling was better than waiting to die. Even if they died, they had to kill a few more zombies first.
His psychic power spread out again, turning into countless steel needles that pierced into the zombies' minds