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80. The Death Troll [III]
Author: Dragon Rider
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In the entire team, Yolanda was undoubtedly the most aggressive one.

She had just completed her evolution and did not have sufficient control over the energy in her body, and her combat power was far inferior to Ryan's. But nonetheless, she was the most capable fighter in the entire shelter except Ryan.

When the zombies came aggressively, this woman with a strong character immediately showed the spirit of a big sister and stood at the front of the team with only a dagger. Her speed was extremely fast, not much slower than Ryan's, especially since she had mastered the energy of wind attribute, and was able to insert the energy into his dagger.

Every time she swung the dagger, a sharp swooshing sound would be heard. It was extremely sharp, enough to easily cut off a monster's head.

Correspondingly, Barrett, who was forced into a desperate situation, had to gather his remaining men, form a team, and break out in the direction where the number of zombies was relatively small.

He initial
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