Su Mo and her group entered the stairwell, but Ling Ye was just a child who couldn't handle more than a few floors before Lu Chen impatiently scooped him under his arm and hurried downward.
The spiraling staircase echoed with multiple footsteps.
Su Mo looked up at the stairs above, noticing many people following their lead, stumbling downwards in the dark, some with the light of flashlights moving between floors.
With each floor they descended, more people would open the security doors to join them.
Li Qian's spiritual power spread out, reaching the ground.
Dozens of red dots flooded into his mind. He pushed up his slipping glasses, his usually calm voice tinged with urgency, "There are a number of infected on the fifth floor."
Upon hearing this, Su Mo drew her Tang Blade, quickening her steps, "Activate the shield."
Almost in unison, pale orange protective shields unfolded around the five of them.