Strange and Evil Monsters

This city was strange.

The corners of Zhang Sanxian's lips lifted slightly. "Interesting."

Then, leaning on his blind man's cane, he walked step by step into the depths of the ancient city.

After going some distance deeper, Zhang Sanxian discovered that the city's streets and houses grew ever more dilapidated and desolate.

And through his mind's eye, he also found all manner of twisted human-shaped ice sculptures lying and sprawled in many secluded corners nearby.

Their postures and expressions all appeared agonized.

At the same time, the deeper he went, the stronger the sensation of being watched became.

And amid the cold air, a faint, elusive sinister aura began to spread.

Suddenly, from around a bend in the street ahead came a dense series of soft, rapid crunching sounds, accompanied by low, inhuman whimpers.

Zhang Sanxian did not stop walking and continued deeper in.

At last, after rounding the corner, he saw—

Four or five monsters were actually gnawing on a frozen corpse.

These monsters had no fixed form, as though they had been kneaded together from black mud and ice shards.

Their bodies constantly bulged and sank, continuously forming distorted human faces that let out soundless wails of agony.

Their "mouths" were filled with sharp, icicle-like teeth, and they were frantically tearing apart and chewing the frozen flesh on the corpse.

What were these—zombies?

Mm—not quite. The aura of these "things" was colder and more twisted, fouler even than ghosts.

"What the hell are these things?" Zhang Sanxian's voice was cold and strange.

The monsters immediately stopped biting. They turned their great mouths toward Zhang Sanxian, then lunged at him with piercing shrieks, moving so fast they stirred gusts of foul wind.

At this, Zhang Sanxian merely shook his head. He could not even be bothered to draw his