"Bang!"
With a dull thud, the "Climber" pinned his "brother" heavily underneath, its sharp claws unfortunately stabbing into the "brother's" skull.
As its claws lifted, a mass of bloody, mushy spherical matter was pulled out and flung aside. Tang Xiaoquan fixed his gaze on it, unable to help the sourness in his throat and the churning of his stomach.
The spherical object was nothing other than the zombie's brain.
The "Climber," having failed, appeared quite furious. It adjusted its posture, ready to face Wang Qiang, who had withdrawn three meters away, and prepared to pounce forward. However, before it could make a move, a flash of cold light cleaved its head from above.
"Crack!" Without any suspense, the sharp blade combined with Wei Dazhuang's explosive strength split the "Climber's" head in two, like a brittle watermelon.
Wei Dazhuang's action clearly enraged the remaining two "Climbers." After screaming, they both pounced towards the survivors.
