Vikram's eyes remained fixed upon the Crimson Flesh Tree.
The countless branches stretched across the battlefield like the limbs of a colossal monster. Every few moments, another cocoon formed somewhere among them, nourished by the crimson veins pulsing throughout the tree.
Before he could reach the trunk, he had to deal with the branches that continuously produced evolved zombies.
Vikram's silver eyes narrowed.
'If the branches are the source of these guardians... then I'll cut them down first.'
Without another moment of hesitation, he shot into the sky.
His figure streaked toward the nearest massive branch. The instant his feet landed upon it, both ancient wooden swords swung downward.
Just before the blades connected, the branch suddenly split open. A crimson cocoon burst apart. A gigantic figure shot out like a bolt of lightning.
It was another Iron Tyrant Zombie. Its appearance was almost identical to the one currently battling Kara.
