21 Assist and others rushed out of the prison with a dozen wizards who needed to be rescued.
Seeing the red-armored soldiers wandering outside, the wizards felt a heavy heart.
"Kill!"
The shouts of battle came from behind.
The crazed undead quickly filled the road, swarming out like a floodgate being opened, rushing toward the walking corpses ahead.
The red-armored soldiers, seemingly without any consciousness, were instantly invigorated, raising their weapons.
In the moment of collision, some of the undead were immediately cut down.
The road was too narrow and crowded, with too many undead squeezed out, everyone's fists and feet can't move freely, and to avoid harming their teammates, everyone was suppressing themselves.
"Go!" 21 Assist and others quietly left from the other side with the NPCs.
"They..." The wizards looked back every few steps.
Although they were not familiar, seeing countless people sacrificing themselves to rescue them, their hearts felt heavy.
