Troller

Inside the passageway was a square stone room surrounded by a stone wall, with passageways connected to the front and back.

“Well...”

The man recalls the fundamentals of finding a maze.

If there are multiple split paths, you can continue to move on one side of the wall, even where the structure is complicated and find a way.

This method is usually called left-handed left-handed lexicon, which requires one prerequisite.

It is that you must remember the route you passed once.

People who make labyrinths are not fools.

Obviously I know how to use the left-hand method, but there's no reason not to have a way to interfere with it.

A man uses the charcoal dagger of a torch he had in his hand to make a simple mark on the floor and wall, then opens his cell phone and begins to draw a plot of the way he passed.

If this is a normal game, a minimap will be created automatically, but unfortunately, it is not possible to create a manual minimap.

The man first enters the crossroads on the left.

Then again, a long passage came into my eyes.

Once he put his phone in, the man slowly moved his steps with vigilance around him.

Just as there were obstacles with the beast in the forest, there was a possibility of trapping here as well, so there was a need to be as careful as possible.

Maybe it's different.

The moment you step carefully, the stone on the floor chokes like a switch and sits down.

I'm freaking out and I'm backing out.

One wall of the passageway opens like a slip with a rumbling sound and something walks out.

“... ”

A branch of clothing that separates from the black discoloured skin.

As he walked out slowly, the man immediately remembered the word zombie.

“Well...”

While hesitating about what to do, the zombies walk out of the hideout into the corridor, discovering the man and screaming at him.

It was one thing that slowed down, but the bodies swung their arms and came to the limp, strangely attractive.

“Phew...”

The lightly breathing man holds his breath and swings his throat as he remembers the second movement toward the nearest zombie.

As if swinging a club, his throat is precisely against the zombie's head.

I'm glad I wanted to flinch.

What's going on?

The zombie's head breaks like a watermelon as soon as the second attack takes place.

Furry.

A zombie with a broken head scatters the body fluids that emit a nasty odor across his arms and falls down like a rotten old tree.

The man looks at him and stiffens.

That horrible sensation that comes through the throat when the zombie's head explodes!

However, while holding still for a while, the zombies rush toward the man with their arms outstretched.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrr

Only after hearing the sound of a zombie raising his head over a woman's head did the man regain his mind.

The sensation passed through your fingertips, the smell that flows through your nose were all terrible, but you can't back off.

The man bites his lips and lowers his throat toward a long-haired zombie.

But this is why.

The zombie slips its head and avoids, and the lost necklace lowers the zombie's shoulders.

Instantly breaks zombie clavicle.

However, the moment the man tries to retrieve the necklace again, the zombie grabs the necklace with the other hand, crushing his shoulder bones.

“Hut!”

The man had to panic because he didn't expect the zombies to catch the spear.

I urgently pulled the woodwork, but...

The zombie rushes toward the man without going against his power.

Grouch!

As the zombies rush with their teeth discoloured, the man releases his spear, frightened, and reflectively shoves the torch in the zombie's mouth, holding it in his other hand.

Immediately the passage is darkened.

The torch smashes the zombie's teeth and sticks them exactly inside the zombie's head, but the fire will go out.

“Holy shit!”

The man panics as his vision suddenly darkens.

I quickly try to get back to the first intersection where the lights are lit, but as soon as the surroundings darken, the zombies rush towards the man as if they had met my world.

“Damn it!”

The man shouted in a rush.

“Open Crimson Wolf! ”

Then a small pillar of light rose up before the man's eyes, and a wolf of red hair appeared in it.

The man shouts as he looks at the wolf.

“Stop them! ”

When the wolf hears the man's cry, it flies through the air like a thunderbolt and overwhelms zombies chasing after the man.

However, it was impossible to stop all zombies chasing one wolf from the beginning.

After all, the man is caught by the zombies who follow him without even a few more steps.

The wolf was biting the neck of a zombie, but in the meantime, two zombies caught up with the man.

“Argh!”

A man who feels a zombie's hand gripping his shoulder immediately turns around and twists his head with a fist.

Unlike hitting him with a wooden spear, the zombie didn't just stumble and fall, despite being punched precisely between his eyes.

The zombie that followed the moment the previous zombie stumbles, lowering its stance, rushes to the man as if tackling.

But the man had already noticed such zombie movements.

“Die!”

Blow a sock with a single strand of shout and feel something stubbornly caught on your toes.

Puck!

The zombie turns in the air and rolls on the floor past the man.

I didn't know if my head was crushed with a soccer kick or if my neck was broken the moment I fell, but the zombie couldn't move anymore.

But the man's crisis wasn't over yet.

A zombie who gets punched in the head runs with his arm out again.

Even so, what is the cause of terror?

There's a 75 percent chance. Why not?

The man roars like that, but unfortunately the undead, like a zombie, has immune properties to the effect of causing fear.

Whether you feel fear or not, you have to have reason.

“Come, Judge! ”

The man shoots twice again with his fist on fire.

Is it thanks to my heart?

Or was it because the shock was accumulated by the second shock that was applied first.

I don't know the exact reason, but the man's fist literally breaks the zombie's seal.

And the next one!

As it rises from the bottom, the itchy uppercut hits the zombie's jaw.

The fist reaches up without getting rough and smashes the zombie's jaw and smashes his head in half.

“... ”

The man makes himself mute again.

He doesn't have to...

No matter how rotten, a zombie is a human corpse after all.

In other words, a man smashes a man's head with a barefoot punch. How can he not be embarrassed?

But this was actually natural.

I didn't know the man, but this dungeon was basically built around level three or four.

However, the man clears various Hidden Quests in a row and reaches level 8, which is twice that.

Moreover, it is not just the level.

The man originally had two combo cards that could not be combined in the tutorial without a lot of luck.

Moreover, the combo card currently used by a man is a photowarrior who grants 100 percent more Attack.

If a zombie's headache is placed to deal with levels 3-4, it would be rather odd to hold a punch with all its power.

When two monstrous zombies fall hard on their kicks and fists, the man trembles for a moment at the dreadful touch of his hands and feet.

But that too, for a moment.

A man who takes a deep breath and sinks his heart, gazes at a fist that has become bumpy with the zombie's body fluids and reaches for weakness.

“Haaah!”

Thinking about the Taekwondo that I learned for a while as a child, a man empowers his lower belly and puts in one coalescence.

The wolf rushes to the zombies that are blocking it.

“Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!”

Then, at the same speed, he floats in the air and kicks back at the zombie's head.

The zombie reaches for the man's feet that fly towards him, but...

I broke my arm bones and allowed a kick on my head.

Zombies can't stand the shock of a kick and fall into one corner, but a man approaches the fallen zombie and throws a soccer kick at his head.

Pfffft!

Then, the zombie's head is separated from the trunk and floats up into the air, and the trunk that loses its head sits motionless.

The man tries to turn his back after taking a right position.

But right then.

Another zombie reaches out behind the man's back and hugs the man and bites his shoulder.

“Argh! You son of a bitch! ”

The man flies his body back and pushes the zombie against his back against the wall, pulling down the arm that is wrapped around him.

Woo, woo, woo!

The zombie's arm, which could not withstand that power, literally fell out of its body.

The man grabs the zombie's collar with his teeth on his shoulders as he frees himself, and pours his fist like crazy into his head.

Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck!

I wanted to know if the noise of hammering something was going to go off, but the zombie's head was shattered with a bad noise that felt like it was shattering.

“Huff... Huff...”

The man wraps his shoulders around a zombie bite.

No way...

I thought I might be a zombie, as in the movie, but I realized something was wrong when I turned my head and looked at the wound.

There was something like white smoke coming out of the wound.

At first I wanted to see something wrong because it was dark, but the next moment I realized the meaning of the phenomenon.

It was the effect of increasing the regeneration rate with the R card.

Ten percent. I didn't think you'd see much.

It wasn't just that.

“... ”

The man smiles as he wipes away the zombie's rotten body fluids on his face.

Then the wolf approaches the three remaining zombies who are fighting.

After reaching out to them, a zombie, who noticed a man's appearance, ran with only one arm out, but the man moved toward the unarmed side and hit his face twice again.

And I couldn't beat the shock, so I grabbed the stumbling neck, and I stamped my face against the wall.

Quajic!

I heard the sound of his face quieting, but the man shoots the zombie's head against the wall again without stopping his hand.

Then, this time, the neck of the zombie who couldn't stand the shock snaps.

When a man kills a zombie, a free wolf blows its massive body and bites the neck of one of the remaining zombies.

When he succeeded in shaking his neck, he flew into the air and rotated fiercely, like a wolf who had previously bitten the Sword's ass.

The zombie's neck is severed from the attack with all the weight on it.

And, uh...

The last zombie who loses one leg to a wolf's tooth and crawls with his head shattered by a foot shot down by a man.