A dead silence, with corpses scattered everywhere—some of zombies, some of humans, shriveled and desiccated as if they had been dead for a long time.
Under the red light, only a red mud-like humanoid creature stood quietly at the original spot, observing the surroundings.
"Why did it come to this..."
Xu Chu's Sweat covered his face, lowered his head, and muttered to himself.
He originally just wanted to help this gathering point that was about to be breached by zombies.
But in the end, he killed all these people along with the zombies.
The pleasure of drawing blood made him infatuated, lose his mind, forget himself, and unconsciously, these people were taken out by him.
These people were very weak, all ordinary people, not a single one could match him. Now he thinks about why Su Changxing is so powerful and already has some answers.
"Brother, I'm sorry, I might not have kept the promise."
