Chapter 111 - Survival from Zombies in Beomgye Station (6) (2/2)

It was dark in the city and the alleys were long. Their flashlights could only illuminate the entrance of the alley. The survivors had to rely on wild imagination to figure out what was there at the end of the alley.

“Uh, this place?”

They soon came across a commercial building with a pale light. It seemed to be a children’s clothing store, but the lights in the lobby were flickering feebly.

“Man, people here were also killed…”

“I ran into people here during lunchtime yesterday.”

There were dozens of zombie corpses strewn at the entrance. Some players’ bodies were also seen among them. And there were a lot more corpses inside the building.

“Without the Necromancer, we would have faced the same fate as those who were killed here.”

“What a relief!”

They turned their eyes away from the corpses while passing by the building, but it was too early for them to feel relieved yet. They had yet to wait long until dawn broke.

And night was by no means kind to them.

Ssssssss-

“Sungwoo, something appeared around us.”

Jisu alternately looked at the rooftops of both buildings. Her eyesight was not strong enough to see through the darkness, but she noticed some alien afterimages, such as the gray paint spreading over the black paint.

Everyone raised their heads to hear that. Somebody was heard swallowing.

“Damn it! They came!”

“Shush!”

Sungwoo could figure out what these “silent beings” hovering around were.

He gently lifted his bone shield.

At that moment, something stuck on Bone Drake’s back. Before Bone Drake even reacted, it bounced back into the air again. Sungwoo lost sight of its movement.

“…Uh?”

Suddenly, the player who was moving at the forefront collapsed, with his head fully cut off.

“Damn it!”

“Everybody, stop!”

Their procession stopped. There was a red pool around the neck of the player, whose body was lying on the ground. Since he was attacked in an instant, his knees were still shaking as if he was walking.

“…”

The sound of the engines of the minibuses resonated ominously in the silence. The survivors couldn’t even make the sound of breathing.

“Watch out. Your left!” Jisu shouted.

Something jumped from the alley on the left and ran toward the minibuses.

“No!”

The children’s faces were reflected in the bus windows. The purple monster rushed towards the windows. They could do nothing about the attack.

Right at that moment, the ghoul’s head rotated twice in the air and bounced off, separated from the body.

Jisu seized the chance to throw herself to confront the ghoul.

Puck!

However, the flying ghoul struck her hard and threw her into the minibus behind her very hard.

“Oops!” She threw up several times as if she had pain in the belly.

But before she pulled herself together, she lifted her sword and watched out. She clearly discovered this was an emergency situation.

Then, there came out eerie sounds from everywhere.

Kuuuuuuuh! Keeeeeeeeh! Kieeeeeeeeeh!

“They’re coming toward us in droves!”

Ghous began to appear one by one at the entrance of the alley, on the rooftop railing and on the road sign. They were not small.

Kuuuuuuuh! Keeeeeeeeh! Kieeeeeeeeeh!

Tall cannibal ears with purple skin and empty eyes of only black without whites were aiming at those who were alive and breathing. Sticky saliva flowed out of their mouths with no teeth.

They didn’t rush immediately. As if they were looking at a chicken coop to choose a chicken to eat, they examined the survivors, with their greasy black eyes rolling back and forth.

“Oh my…”

Minsok was standing next to the minibus where his family members were on.

While lifting his shield, Minsok made eye contact with Sungwoo.

“There are too many,” he said in a voice full of frustration.

Was it because of the trauma that he suffered after losing his youngest son? The tip of his sword trembled.