"Fuck! What's going on?" Yang Yong's hair stood on end.
He hurriedly dodged aside, trying to retreat.
But at that moment, Zombies packed the space ahead and behind him. Inside the enclosed Barbican, there was nowhere to escape.
The command the Zombie King had given was not to stop Liu Hong, but to...
Kill Yang Yong at any cost.
"Demoness Pickup Truck! Go!" Yang Yong roared.
Under everyone's horrified gazes, the Demoness Pickup Truck let out a shrill roar, instantly accelerating to its limit as it charged toward a relatively sparse patch of Zombies.
Boom...
The front of the truck sent several Zombies flying. Black blood splattered across the windshield, blurring his view.
Relying on instinct and the Demoness Pickup Truck's sentience, Yang Yong barreled madly through the horde.
He glanced behind him, and his scalp prickled.
Sure enough.
That fucking Zombie King really held a grudge.
Every Zombie abandoned its attack on the defensive positions and stopped surrounding the others.
As if pulled by an invisible thread, they all turned to chase him.
The densely packed Zombie Tide converged into a black torrent behind him.
Their footsteps shook the ground.
Yang Yong did not dare delay.
Only a tiny sliver of his Supernatural Power had recovered, nowhere near enough to use the Nine Nether Yuanchen White Bone Ring again.
If they caught him, he would be dead.
"Deep-Blue Enchantress! Charge!" Yang Yong shouted.
"My master needs me!"
At Yang Yong's shout,
the Demoness Pickup Truck became a streak of blue light, weaving through the horde with unbelievable agility.
Wherever the blue light passed, it briefly drew the Zombies' attention, causing small pockets of chaos and trampling.
But it was not enough. The Zombie Tide was simply too large.
The Deep-Blue Enchantress could only keep fleeing, with the endless Zombies