Zzzzzz!
The violent grinding sound of the electric saw echoed through the entire warehouse district.
Sally, who was busy clearing zombies on the perimeter, suddenly froze as she caught a whiff of a scent that was both familiar and deeply frightening to her.
When her gaze shifted to the main battleground, the scene before her eyes evoked a deeply unpleasant memory.
Hisssss~ Breathing filtered through a steel mask, exhaling tendrils of blood-tinged air.
Han Dong was frantically hacking and slicing amidst a chaotic pile of bloated, decaying flesh, cutting through every inch of bone and meat.
The emotion reflected in his eyes neither hinted at the joy of triumph nor showed any fear of the infinitely proliferating flesh. Instead, there was only an absolute madness that indulged in the raw sensation of wielding the electric saw, savoring the novel and adrenaline-fueled experience.
