C1192 CHAPTER1192 HE COULD DO WHATEVER HE WANTED AND RETURN TO HIS ORIGINAL SELF

"[Must make some changes]"

Sam Moreels clenched his fists. The competition was rising. He had to show his fighting stance at this moment.

Iron Wing and the other zombies couldn't hold on any longer. If they tried to delay it by force... He would die for sure!

Sam Moreels didn't want his newly formed zombie army to die just like that...

"Hanba... zombie advancement..