It didn’t take long before the remaining zombies were killed as well.
The fifth floor was not cleared yet, but that was not their goal, to begin with.
Oliver looked at the head of the zombie Dilan was crushing under his feet, and his cheeks turned red due to his embarrassnt.
However, Dilan didn’t take pleasure in making him feel so.
He was of the opinion that Oliver fought pretty well, and if he wouldn’t have left Pierre and Sarah alone, everything would have been perfectly fine.
Squashing the head of the zombie below his right foot just a mont later, Dilan turned around to look at Pierre and Sarah.
Their teamwork had astonished him quite a bit, which made him believe that they should focus on working together in sync by making use of their passive abilities.
A better synchronization would help them fight against more and stronger monsters.
But that was sothing the two had understood already as they looked at each other with a slightly astonished expression.
At first, Dilan wanted to lecture Oliver, but when he saw Ailee rushing over to.
Her agitated expression was more than enough for him to understand that it was not necessary for him to lecture Oliver.
Ailee alone was more than enough to do so.-.
With that in mind, he thought about sothing for a mont before handing the Captain’s sword to Oliver.
A mont later the scales of the Clawed Gloves moved, turning his hand into lengthy pointed claws.
“I will clear the floor of stronger zombies if there are any. You guys can collect the Essence crystals in the anti!”
Dilan was pretty sure that he wouldn’t take long to finish his job.
His Agility was above 11 points, while his Strength reached over 8 points with the boost of the Robe of Strength and the Clawed Gloves’ status boost.
This was more than enough for him to defeat almost all monsters in his surroundings.
Catapulting towards the right corridor, Dilan shot past the unleveled zombies in the blink of an eye.
They were not even able to perceive him properly when he brushed past them.
Instead of clearing every single patient ward as well, Dilan focused on passing through all corridors in order to take a first glance.
He didn’t slow down even after seeing several mutated zombies.
Astonishingly enough, he also spotted a certain type of mutated zombie he had never seen before.
When he rushed past it, Dilan could only hear its groan.
Less than a second later he felt the temperature behind him increase, only to hear the sound of an explosion.
Turning around, he saw that a large part of the corridor’s wall was blown to pieces. The wallpapers around it had burned, and one could clearly sll that sothing had burned.
‘Did it just throw a ball of fire at ?!’ Dilan wondered.
However, instead of slowing down, his speed increased.
He moved even faster than before as he leaned forward.
Less than two minutes had passed before Dilan erged from the left corridor.
Pierre and Sarah looked at him for a few seconds with uncertain expressions, while Ailee was still lecturing Oliver.
But Dilan was not able to pay any attention to them as he shot straight into the front corridor.
At the end of this corridor, and at the T-intersection, Dilan would encounter the fireball throwing zombie once again.
And this was exactly what he wanted to do. Without even directing his mind to do it, it subconsciously activated the [Thunder Step] ability.
His Ability increased by 30% and he turned into a purple flash as he advanced through the rows of zombies.
There were so mutated zombies but Dilan’s attention was on the zombie, whose entire right hand was coated in engravings that looked just like fiery flas.
When he inserted a trace of mana into the Clawed Gloves, their sharpness and endurance increased drastically.
In a mont, he appeared in front of the fiery arm zombie. The monster had just turned towards him with a fireball erging in its hand as it saw a distinct glint of satisfaction in Dilan’s eyes.
Catapulting himself towards the left, Dilan used the accumulated montum to exceed his speed which was already terrific.
His left foot reached the corridor’s wall, which he used to propel himself towards the fiery ard zombie as his left arm reached for the zombie’s head.
Though Dilan had figured it out already, he could now clearly tell that the zombie’s Agility was much lower than his own.
However, even then, Dilan was careful because he was not sure how powerful the fireball within the right hand of the zombie was.
That was why he changed his tactic midway. Instead of going straight ahead, he pierced the zombie’s head the mont he reached it.
With his Strength and Agility, his force was more than enough to kill the zombie, which Dilan was attacking from the side as he blasted through the rather narrow corridor.
His fingers dug deep into the brain of the zombie after penetrating its skull and Dilan took hold of it, just to smash its head right into the corridor’s right wall.
Cracks spread along the corridor’s wall, expanding from the position Dilan had smashed the zombie head in the wall.
rely a mont later, Dilan’s right arm lunged out as he pierced through the fiery arm zombie’s skull once again.
His right hand reached the zombie’s brain, and penetrated it, ending the fiery arm zombie’s life for good.
Tightly gripping everything he could get in his hand, Dilan thought about absorbing the zombie’s essence crystal.
He was not sure if that would work, but it was only a mont later that a notification popped up in front of him.
Simultaneously his body was overflowing with energy that invigorated him.
[ Essence of a Tierless Level 8 Pyos Rayo Zombie has been absorbed→ 0.3 Strength, 0.5 Stamina, 2.1 Mana]
He had never received so much mana at once, but that was obviously not sothing he would complain about.
However, instead of focusing on the increase in his stats, Dilan threw a look at his Ancient Paths of Advancent, or the progression of [Kirak’s Vassal] to be precise!
[0.000004%]
He knit her brows upon seeing the number. Even after defeating more than 60 ordinary low-leveled zombies and two Bronze monsters at a higher level, the progression bar had barely moved.
This would be pretty frustrating under normal circumstances, but Dilan just shrugged his shoulders thinking that the occupation was probably worth the efforts.
He was ready to keep advancing because there were still more than ten higher leveled zombies he had to defeat.
The others should have it easier conquering the fifth floor after all!
However, all of a sudden Dilan flinched, and his head turned towards the fifth floor’s hall.
“Dilannn! RED LIGHT!!”
An ear-piercing scream reverberated through the entire tower.
The mont Dilan heard the scream, he and the others knew exactly what was going on.
They stopped doing whatever they were doing and turned towards the stairway that led them to the lower floors.
There was only one new Survivor, who could scream out like this.
After all, the scream was caused by the [Lethal Voice] ability of a new Survivor.
Instead of using this voice to startle or frighten opponents, it could be used to lure monsters towards him, issue warnings, or request help.
And when help was requested through this ability, the fear of being attacked by monsters was certainly not the biggest problem.
That was sothing Dilan knew because he told the middle-aged woman, who had bound the [Lethal Voice] ability to herself, to use it only in case of a dire ergency.
The ‘red light’ was a color code Dilan had co up with to assess the degree of the danger they were facing, with red being the worst!
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