C67 CHAPTER67

Fat Abel climbed the stairs that led to the guard tower.

"Open the gate, The real army of the city of Baneville has come to defend the wall!"

"Hmph! What a pretentious fat man!" Jonas scoffed.

"Shall we open the door, young master?"

"If those idiots want to die, who am I to deny them the right."

In full view, a thousand men were a drop of water in a sea of

zombies