"Miss Stoker, hurry! Run, leave me alone—"
"Mr. Reed...Abner, we can't leave him alone."
"Wait, wait for me!"
"Go away, don't hold me back, I don't want to die with you!"
A cacophony of voices, mixed with hoarse roars, echoed through the streets of Salisbury.
Yes, this is Salisbury, where Officer Rowan used to live, work and live. Obviously, although he left at that time, many people were still staying here - as a city slightly far away from London, there were refugees who had fled from nearby London, and there were also survivors who were originally residents here. By.
But right now, these are no longer important, because the enemy who was only wandering in Winchester in the east suddenly rushed here for some reason.
"Yes, it must have been caused by the sudden movement before... No, these living corpses are too strong, and we can't resist them at all... We should leave too."
The person speaking now was a wizard wearing a khaki robe. He came to Salisbury some time ago.
Before that, he also planned to work with several other friends around him to try to use this place as a stronghold to take in and protect those who survived the initial wave of zombies. But now it seems that this place may be completely undefendable.
"Yes! Let's go. Even if we stay, we won't be able to delay them for long. From the looks of it, there must be stronger zombies coming from behind... Oh, I don't know what happened!"
One of his fellow wizards couldn't help but nodded, urging others to prepare to evacuate.
However, it was as if someone didn't want to let them leave peacefully. Suddenly, a bloody beam of light penetrated the fog and instantly hit the back of a middle-aged wizard standing at the edge.
"laugh-"
In just a blink of an eye, the blood melted through his chest and back, taking away his life. The light that came out of his chest suddenly fell to the ground, and then disappeared completely, leaving a scorched black hole.
"What?"
The others were startled and quickly raised their wands to defend themselves, but the subsequent attacks did not come immediately. Due to the mist surrounding them, they couldn't find any enemies in the direction where the blood light just came from, and they were all panicked for a while.
"What are you still doing? Run!"
The leader of the yellow-robed wizard waved, and then he dragged a companion beside him and rushed into the alley not far ahead. The others hurriedly followed after seeing him.
But before they could run far, they felt a gust of wind blowing above their heads. They quickly looked up subconsciously, and saw several strange figures passing in front of them in the fog.
"Damn, I ran in the wrong direction, turn back! Turn back now!"
To be honest, they actually don't know who is chasing them until now... No, they don't even know if the other person is chasing them.
But what does it matter
The most correct choice right now is to stay away from danger. It is not too late to think about these problems after escaping.
It's a pity that today's fate seems to be at odds with their group. Suddenly, they heard a roar and roar behind them, and then the figure that just flew over their heads passed over them again, and this time it landed directly in front of them.
"stop!"
The yellow-robed wizard gave a low-pitched cry, causing everyone to stop in a hurry, and all of them stopped with pale faces.
Because there was still such a distance and the existence of gray fog, they could not see the specific appearance of those figures. But they could still see that the other party was indeed standing in front of them.
"Bell, it seems like... their backs are to us?"
One of the witches whispered to the yellow-robed wizard, and at the same time subconsciously took half a step back. But he didn't know if it was this half-step that alerted the figure closest to them, and the witch standing at the front suddenly changed his face.
"Turn around!"
Before he finished speaking, everyone only heard a low roar, and then... This time everyone saw a figure suddenly leaping high towards them, and the landing point was exactly in front of the witch.
"There are many obstacles!" "Shattered to pieces!"
The yellow-robed wizard and a companion who reacted the fastest immediately stretched out their wands and cast the spell before the figure landed. Looking at the speed of casting spells, their actual combat abilities can be said to be quite outstanding among ordinary wizards.
However, the Obstruction Curse hit, but it had almost no effect; the Crushing Curse also hit the moment after that, but it only caused the figure to pause for a moment.
But at this time, they finally saw the other person's appearance clearly - it was a thin humanoid creature with a bulging back, claw-like hands, some messy and sparse hair hanging on its head, and blood-colored light flowing in its eyes. , looks like a beast with only instinct left.
However, the fragments of cloth hanging on its body revealed its original identity.
That was a living corpse, and an evolved living corpse!
"Stab-"
The opponent fell to the ground for a moment, then raised his right hand and waved it in front of the witch. The next second, blood splashed and stained its dry and gray skin, stained with some unknown stains.
"ah!"
The witch screamed and fell to the ground, but her companions did not dare to save her because the skinny living corpse had already jumped further towards her.
No, the situation at this moment is more dangerous than that. Everyone discovered that the living corpse attracted the other two similar living corpses in front, and their targets naturally fell on the remaining people.
"Roar-"
"Run!"
They originally thought that they were wizards and had the ability to escape, but now they discovered that they were actually the same as the Muggle survivors who just ran away in front of the low-level living corpses.
If you stop, you will die; if you can't run as fast as your companions, you will die! Even if they have outrun all their companions, there may be more terrifying enemies ahead waiting for them to die.
At this point, in addition to throwing dice with the goddess of fate, maybe dying earlier will make you suffer less.
Seeing two living corpses passing by the same kind that was biting the witch, and rushing towards this direction quickly, the yellow-robed wizard named Bell gritted his teeth and turned his head to block behind his frantically escaping companions.
"Come on! Let me die! I-"
Before he finished speaking, the enemy's claws were already swung in front of him, and he could almost see the miserable appearance of his head being shattered in the next moment.
But who knew that suddenly, the living corpse that had rushed in front of him would be smashed into the wall next to him with a "bang" sound.