The crisis hasn't occurred, but the fighters in the hall feel incredibly tense, the crisis isn't yet resolved, and there are still large numbers of Immortal Zombies en route.
The second wave of Immortal Zombies is also approaching at this time, slowly engulfing every inch of the footage on the camera, with the close-up shots clearly capturing the hollow eyes and ferocious faces of the Immortal Zombies, as if they could break through the screen at any moment and pounce on everyone inside the fortress.
Deep, intermittent growls echo in the hall.
In the silent environment, one can even hear the dull thud of heartbeats from different chests.
"Keep hold of your weapons, don't fire them early out of tension."
The white-haired figure, as the leader, solemnly reminds everyone at this moment, his gaze also fixed on the big screen just like the warriors.
Blackie takes a deep breath at this moment, wipes away the sweat on his forehead, and turns to look at Xiao Jin next to him:
