Chapter 162: The Bet

But Mark showed no mercy, his attacks relentless and merciless. He moved with a cold efficiency, his eyes devoid of empathy as he struck down anyone who dared to stand in his way.

Amidst the carnage, Hobe's voice rang out, a lone beacon of defiance amidst the chaos. "Stop, Mark! This ends now!" he shouted, his words echoing futilely against the din of battle.

Yet, despite his best efforts, Hobe knew that stopping Mark would require more than just word.

However, Mark overlooked a critical aspect: these survivors had endured the zombie onslaught until reinforcements arrived.

Their psychological strength was undeniable.

For them, dying as humans was far preferable to becoming zombies.

So, Mark's intense assault didn't break the collective spirit of the survivors.

Those in the rear kept advancing and attacking Mark, while those knocked back, as long as they stood, rejoined the fight from behind.