Standing amidst the zombie horde, the Four-Eyed One seemed frozen in place, unable to move. He wanted to shout to the group of Level 7 New Humans on the wall not to come down, but he didn't know how to explain why.
Roar!
Countless thoughts swirled in his mind, but time passed quickly. With a zombie roar almost at his ear, a zombie claw struck down fiercely. The sharp keratin on the claw scraped against his exoskeleton suit, creating a series of sparks. It used all its strength, yet the Four-Eyed One's figure remained motionless. It couldn't budge this human in the slightest. The limited intelligence of this zombie couldn't comprehend what was happening. It hesitated for a moment, ready to launch a second attack, but unfortunately, this claw seemed to intimidate the terrifying man back to his senses. Before the claw could lift, the other party's eyes were already staring straight at it.
Grr~
