Crack!
The moment it landed, a crisp crack emanated from the shoulder of the Corpse Puppet.
The series of actions just now had exceeded the limits that this zombie could withstand.
And in an overdrawn state, even a zombie would suffer some adverse reactions.
But in order to contend with the bird corpse, Ling Mo had to keep controlling the Corpse Puppet to maintain this speed and continue sprinting forward.
"This way, the body of the Corpse Puppet won't last long... I need to shake it off before it collapses," Ling Mo thought as he gradually moved towards the elevator door.
When he moved to an angle where he could see the bird corpse, he immediately stopped carefully.
The bird corpse was standing behind the railing, seemingly staring in shock at something below.
A zombie actually escaping during a confrontation was something it had never encountered before...
"It... just ran away?"
The bird corpse muttered to itself, seemingly unable to grasp the situation.
