It's time to wake up from the dream now.
He truly wishes that the once beautiful world isn't in this state.
"Damn, my death isn't in vain. Being a hero once in this post-apocalypse is a gain; at least someone will remember me."
Thinking of this.
He chuckled out loud, feeling death wasn't so terrifying after all.
Dull footsteps approached.
The Licker opened its maw, cracking, its tongue gyrating; eyes of the degenerated Licker could distinctly sense human presence, even their despair.
Wu Hao's abilities were too weak.
They were effective only on zombies with high crystal levels.
Suddenly.
The Licker's tongue pierced through the air; Wu Hao, with a calm demeanor, awaited his fate to be devoured, unsure of the pain.
But at that moment.
A silhouette suddenly appeared before him.
The silhouette reached out, grabbing the oncoming tongue, then violently tugged it over, causing the entire Licker to surge forward.
Pffft!
