Vengeful Undead

"How could this be?"

"Where exactly have we fallen?"

"Are these really zombies? Why do they feel so powerful?"

Even though the explorers had all weathered great storms and seen great waves, this grim and terrifying scene still made their scalps tingle.

Ordinary zombies had rotting flesh, slack tendons, stiff joints, slow and twisted movements. Sometimes, their limbs would fall off on their own without anyone even touching them. In short, they looked exceedingly weak.

During a zombie crisis, even ordinary citizens wielding lawnmowers could slaughter their way through zombie hordes in a bloody frenzy, charging in and out seven times over.

Even the super zombies meticulously engineered by the Monster Civilization, with doubled mobility and infectivity, capable of spewing flames or acid, could inflict grievous harm on ordinary citizens—but they were still no match for Transcendents above a certain level.

A Transcendent could construct a Spirit Magnetic Field and unleash a Sure Kill Skill. If it did not kill seventy or eighty zombies at once, it only meant his eyesight was poor and he had failed to aim properly.

But these zombies were different.

Their flesh had merely withered instead of decaying.

No, it had not withered. It had been "compressed," compressed to the absolute limit into something like steel and iron.

Their tendons had merely turned ash-gray, yet they had not snapped. Instead, they had become even more elastic and resilient.

Clusters of Bloodpetal Flower mycelium poked out from their skin. At a glance, it looked as though they were covered in a layer of short red fur.

From Meng Chao's past experience fighting undead creatures, this layer of red fur could evenly disperse external attacks, preventing force from concentrating at a single point and breaking through an undead creature's defenses.

It could also stimulate the undead creature's