BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
WhooooOOooshHHh! Boom!
A thin, guided arrow shot through the crowd of zombies before smashing into the asphalt below.
"Damn it." Chen scoffed, seeing the results.
A thousand dead bodies lay strewn over the ground. However, there were still around seven thousand zombies in the streets.
Ironically, the zombie army's size was the reason it hadn't breached the eighth floor. With hundreds of sick people smashed against the door, none could touch the door handle.
Moreover, countless died of asphyxiation pressed against the walls, creating a buffer wall.
Between the dead bodies and smashed claustrophobic environment, none could build momentum to break through the wall or reinforced door.
It was a miracle that the group couldn't believe.
"Is it even possible to curve it at the last moment?" Chen asked, "Or was that just lucky?"