Chapter 43: Summoning

After my repeated blows, the zombie staggered back slightly, its forehead unscathed. I realized my previous attacks had been futile.Unexpectedly, the creature lunged for my submachine gun, snatching it from my grip with ease. Its hands twisted the steel gun barrel, visibly bending it into a V shape.I was stunned. That was a solid steel gun barrel! What kind of strength could warp it like that?Before I could recover from my shock, the zombie dropped the weapon and seized my shoulders. With a downward motion, it clamped down, as if I were caught in a giant pair of iron pincers—pincers with blades. Thank goodness for my thick shark-proof suit; otherwise, my shoulder would have been crushed. Still, I felt the bones ache. If