April 28, sunny.
Today was a day worth commemorating.
Faced with the combined forces of two planetary wills, the Intelligent Corpse King had been utterly powerless to fight back. After they subdued it, I successfully took control of it.
That meant I now had control over every Corpse King on humanity's side.
The four animal Corpse Kings' special abilities couldn't stand up to my control ability. Catching them off guard, I brought all four under my control too.
The Corpse King Contest had come to an end. Not a single Corpse King had won. I was the one who'd claimed the ultimate victory... At least, that was what I'd thought, but the Zombie Planet's will insisted I was the King of Corpse Kings.
Whatever. Since I stood on humanity's side, I was human, not a Corpse King.
The Zombie Planet's will hadn't said so, but somehow I had a feeling this whole Corpse King Contest had been arranged for my sake.
What was it after? Did it want to force me into believing I was a zombie through this contest?
I couldn't figure it out.
After twenty days of the Corpse King Contest, this whole area had been reduced to a wasteland. Not a single building remained intact; even this coastal city looked ready to sink beneath the sea from the aftershocks of battle.
Just as I was preparing to head home and share the good news with the doctor, the sky above me suddenly darkened.
I looked up, and my heart sank. A gigantic aircraft was looming overhead!
It definitely wasn't technology from Blue Star, and the Zombie Planet didn't have anything like that either!
Then I suddenly remembered what the Zombie Planet's will had once said. It had said that this planet was about to face an invasion