Chapter 1587 Unavoidable

At the same time, another guard waved his hands vigorously, and the biting cold wind suddenly whistled around him, like an enraged ancient beast, emitting deafening roars.

Almost in an instant, the cold wind condensed into countless extremely sharp wind blades, flashing cold light in the air, like countless deadly blades ready to be struck.

The guard's eyes suddenly became stern, his gaze was like a torch, and he shouted sternly: "Go!"

The wind blades were like elite troops that had received an order to charge, and like a group of high-speed spinning blades, they swept towards the zombie group with the force of a hurricane.

In an instant, the approaching zombies were cut into pieces, black dirty blood splashed like a downpour, the zombies' limbs were scattered everywhere, and broken flesh flew all over the ground.

However, such a fierce attack is nothing but a drop in the bucket in the face of the zombies that are surging like a tide.

More zombies turned a blind eye to the shredded limbs of their companions beside them. They were only driven by instinct, and their eyes were filled with a crazy desire for the flesh and blood of the living.

At this moment, they were as mad as hungry beasts, stepping on the broken bodies of their companions and rushing towards the living people recklessly. Their steps were staggering but eager, and they let out creepy roars, as if venting their extreme thirst for fresh flesh and blood.

A young mother, holding her child tightly, ran in panic on the street, fear overwhelming her like a tide.

An exceptionally tall zombie quickly chased up like a ghost and knocked the mother to the ground with its sudden force.

The mother's eyes widened in horror, her eyes full of despair. She subconsciously held the child tightly in her arms and called for help at the top of her lungs.

The cries for help seemed so small and helpless amid the roars of the zombies, as if they would be swallowed up by the horrifying sound waves at any time.

The zombie was extremely hungry. When it saw the fresh prey, it didn't care about anything else. It opened its big mouth full of rotten meat and black blood, revealing its fangs as sharp as daggers, and bit the mother's back hard, and its sharp claws also pierced deeply into the mother's back.

The mother let out a shrill scream, and blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing on the child's tender face.

The child was frightened and burst into tears. His cries were sharp and miserable, echoing in the chaotic air, like sharp blades, tugging at the hearts of every survivor.

The zombie remained unmoved and continued to tear at the mother's flesh and blood, making creepy swallowing sounds in his throat.

Not far away, several young men, armed with crude weapons and with the determination to die, bravely rushed towards the group of zombies.

One of the young men tightly grasped a thick wooden stick in both hands, and with a determined spirit of burning his boats, he used all his strength to smash it hard on the head of a zombie.

The wooden stick collided with the zombie's skull, making a dull sound. The zombie just shook its body and then pounced on the young man with its fangs and claws.

A trace of fear flashed across the young man's face for a moment, but he had no intention of retreating. He quickly adjusted his posture, raised the wooden stick high again, and continued to fight hard.

However, the zombies' strength was too great, and in just a moment, the young man was knocked to the ground by the zombies.

The zombies rushed forward and submerged him in an instant.

The young man struggled desperately, waving his hands in the air, and his desperate screams pierced the night sky, but he could not stop the zombies from frantically gnawing at his body. Blood gushed out, staining the ground red.

On the streets, people were running everywhere, but were horrified to find that zombies were pouring in from all directions like a tide, and there was no escape at all.