Not far off, Sophia had also plunged into the chaos of the battlefield. She braced herself with one hand against the ground, steadying her stance.
Her crimson eyes locked onto a massive zombie rhino. In the next instant, she kicked off the ground and launched herself forward like a missile. Her claws slashed through the air, tearing a deep gash along the beast's side.
Black blood sprayed out in a torrent, its guts spilling across the ground. The rhino let out a thunderous roar of agony before its hulking body crashed to the earth.
With Sophia's S-rank strength, taking down these zombie beasts was no big deal.
Seeing their leader in action, the Canadian Zombie Horde roared in unison, their morale surging. The sound was deafening—like a tidal wave crashing down from the heavens.
But more zombies kept coming. Endless waves of the undead surged forward, a tide with no end in sight. It felt like no matter how many they killed, there were always more.
