C546 Concentrated Destruction 22(2)

"This place is perfect!"

Upon spotting a structure, Zhang Ze's lips quirked up in a slight smile. "An ideal final resting place for the zombies," he declared.

...

"Roar!"

A thunderous dragon's roar erupted on the lifeless street, drawing the attention of every zombie to its source.

A black dragon skimmed low overhead, its roars reverberating