Capítulo 779: Not Leaving Till We Get Rid Of Them All

"P-Please spare me…" An old man feebly cried out as he crawled on the dusty ground, trying to get away from these bloodthirsty ghouls.

He was not the only one, but most of his people were lying on the ground. A good number of them were already dead, while some of them were bleeding to death or getting butchered by the ghouls.

Very few of them were running for their lives after being forced out of their hiding places.

Just a few hours ago, it was relatively peaceful, and yet now their entire station was crumbling and getting destroyed.

"Kutla!!" A large muscular ghoul shouted with a bloodthirsty cry as he brought down his huge machete on the old man's thigh, severing one of his legs.