Chapter 117, Your Faithful Servant_1

The formation was adjusted.

Wu Heng let the skeleton dog run around the neighborhood up ahead.

Skeletons can't make any sound, but as they kept running, one zombie after another roared, instantly forming a continuous wall of sound.

An even larger number of zombies surged out of the neighborhood on both sides.

They converged on the main road, forming a larger horde, as dense as a flood from a dam break.

Closely packed, pushing and shoving each other.

The number of zombies here was not a few, having come together, there were perhaps over a thousand of them.

Li Yahong was a bit nervous, seeing the tide of zombies, her feet involuntarily stepped back two steps.

Seeing Wu Heng stand still, she again steadied her pace.

Wu Heng waited for the right moment and directly released his [Grease Skill] combined with [Fireball Technique]. The scorching flames exploded at the same time igniting the grease on the ground.

With a whoosh, a fierce fire burst into flames.