C104 The Dawn of Victory!

At that moment, the last remaining T-shaped zombie was being fiercely restrained by Wood. Like a wild bull, he charged relentlessly at the T-shaped zombie, his bone club smashing repeatedly against its razor-sharp right claw. Amidst the zombie's continuous roars, the once formidable claw shattered, scattering fragments across the ground.

"Heh, your claw's no match for my club!" Wood taunted