"BOOM!!"
"CLING!!"...
The two were fighting for like half an hour now, and the place around them was in ruins. As though, an apocalypse destroys this specific place, adding up to the already lifeless place, making it worse.
"Gasp' 'Gasp'" Hartmord was gasping for air, his chest was tightening and he was having difficulty breathing. He was blooded with small and deep cuts all over his body. Meanwhile, on the other hand, Nedes was still the same. As though the fight didn't happen, he doesn't have any injuries, you won't even find a small cut on his body.
It's because Zombies inherited to have a strong defense and their healing capability was top notch. So Hartmord who was not even a Tier 4 can't do anything to him.
"Brother Hartmord... Just give up, and embrace our almighty Lord!! I'm sure My Lord will be happy to have you." Nedes said while walking towards him slowly, taking his time.