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This is his sole intention getting back to Icalaterra, to vent out his frustration by smashing those undead without having to worry about being punished by law.

For the current Jimmy, who is so angry and irritated, there is no room left in his mind for worry and fear.

One thing he doesn't have right now is peace of mind.

“Die! You freaking, stinky flesh! Die!”

His adrenaline rushes to its peak. His grip on the crowbar is so tight, and his breathing is unsteady.

He hits the zombies' heads so fiercely. His clothes are starting to get dirty with fragments of their rotten fleshes.

After finishing with the six zombies, without realizing it, he is now surrounded from all directions. However…

“That's it! This is just what I need!”

Instead of walking away, he even taunts them to come by slamming the crowbar to the ground.

“Keep coming here, you ugly ass! Come on!”

Over time, he becomes more and more immersed in the madness. Several times he is slapped and hit by the zombie’s ugly hands, but Ji