The Nether world.
Ten zombie legions, totaling ten million zombies, had just entered through the great Nether Portal.
After emerging from the portal,
they stepped straight into empty air and fell into the endless lava.
"Roar! Roar! Roar-glug, glug!"
The zombies roared and thrashed in the lava, but the extreme heat melted their armor as vast amounts of flame energy poured into their bodies.
Some Tier 2 Zombies melted outright.
They became wisps of black smoke.
When the Tier 4 Zombie Tyrants reacted, patches of black aura spread from their bodies as they tried to connect with their subordinates.
But... the surrounding fire spiritual energy was so dense that it had become liquid!
Their energy could not penetrate this layer of lava.
The ten Zombie Tyrants took flight.
Some Tier 3 Flying Zombies had also taken flight immediately, avoiding a fall into the lava.
The other zombies, which could not fly, could only struggle desperately in the lava.
But all around them was a boundless expanse of lava, stretching beyond sight.
Even if they would not die right away, they had no idea where to flee.
In midair, several blocks of the portal they had arrived through went missing, and its purple glow faded.
The spatial passage on Earth had already been shattered, making teleportation impossible.
Exactly five of the Zombie Tyrants were intermediate Tier 4, and five were early Tier 4.
They used their abilities to fish some of their subordinates out of the lava, then began discussing how to deal with their current situation.
But before they could come up with a solution,
bubbles rose from the lava, as though something were breathing inside it.
The Tier 4 Zombie Tyrants and their few remaining Tier 3 Zombies that had not been burned into black smoke watched the bubbling