The sounds of gunfire being exchanged could be heard in the villa. Norward had been carrying out his operations here for decades. Even though he had given up his criminal life on the surface, he had been growing his own forces in the shadows. Some armed desperados were putting up a last desperate fight against the troop forces.
Jacob had been wrangling with these zombies for a while. He soon realized that their genetic modification was not done perfectly. It wasn't surprising though since these corpses had been dead for many years. Even with the advanced genetic modification technology of the Calter family, it was impossible to modify a dead person's gene perfectly.
Jacob sneered. He suddenly retreated a few steps. He turned over his right hand and a dark red talisman appeared in his hand.
Light overflowed from this talisman. The blood-red strokes on the talisman circulated lazily as though it was alive. This talisman was the same one that Tito passed to him on Leyton's order.