Chapter 315 Clean Up
A thick green vine burst up from the ground with unstoppable force, swinging wide in a full arc.
A brief clearing opened right in front of them.
The zombie that had injured Ollie Cox was struck clean across the waist, its body split in two.
Even so, the halves still twitched and writhed on the ground, trying to crawl back up.
“Die!”
Abigail roared, and the vine slammed down, crushing the writhing body into a pulp.
“Ollie, Ollie…”
She caught his limp body as it collapsed, tears spilling uncontrollably. “W–why did you save me!”
If Ollie hadn’t rushed in and taken the hit for her, she would’ve been the one lying there.
“I–I’m not even an ability user.”
Finished
Ollie lay in her arms. Half his shoulder had been torn away, and one side of his body was soaked in blood, raw muscle exposed to the air.
“So what if you’re not?”
Abigail sobbed. “Who asked you to save me?”
“I wasn’t trying to save you…”
His pupils were turning pale, dark lines creeping up from his neck to his face.
His limbs started twitching and twisting uncontrollably. A bloodthirsty look flashed in his eyes, only to be forced back again and again.
“I just…felt guilty…
With the last of his strength, he struggled to speak. “The dean… I was the one who pushed him…”
Abigail froze. “What…”
“So this is what I deserve. I shouldn’t have survived…
“Abigail, while I’m still conscious, before I turn…you have to kill me. I already got the dean killed. I won’t become one of those things and hurt more people…”
His eyes turned fully gray. Cathering everything he had left, Ollie shouted, “Kill me!”
The moment his voice fell, the vibrant green vine shot forward and pierced straight through his body.
His blackened nails had nearly reached Abigail’s face, but at the last second, they dropped weakly,
Chapter 315 Clean Up
Finished
Dark veins spread across his face, yet a faint look of relief touched his lips.
“Ollie…”
Grief flooded Abigail’s chest.
They had lost another one.
But the fight wasn’t over.
Zombies felt no pain and had no reason. All they could sense was fresh flesh.
Eat. Must eat. So hungry!
The campus looked like hell on earth. Despair settled over everyone.
Just when they thought they were done for, a massive pale–blue barrier appeared out of nowhere,
enclosing all of them inside.
It was like something out of a novel, sealing off the clawing zombies outside and buying them a moment to breathe.
Everyone stared in shock as the barrier broke apart into countless thin ice spikes, hovering in the air.
The next second, the ice spikes came down like a tidal wave!
It was an unbelievably spectacular sight.
Under the sunlight, the ice spikes flashed blindingly/bright. People instinctively shielded their eyes, but still watched. The mass of zombies was pierced through in an instant, bodies riddled with holes.
Even some Level 2 and above zombies couldn’t escape.
“Not bad.”
A calm voice drifted down. Everyone looked up. Robin stood on the rooftop, her gaze sweeping over
them.
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