Below Calamity, All Are Ants

This was the Lich that Fang Cheng had been searching for, just now awakened from its slumber.

The Lich was diminutive in stature, wearing a hat fashioned from two bull horns and draped in tattered, rag-like robes that trailed along the ground; at a glance, it resembled a gnome.

Its face was entirely skeletal, covered only by a thin layer of taut skin, with its teeth and gums fully exposed.

Its skin-and-bone hands clutched a staff made of white bone, from which over a dozen infant skulls hung.

In truth, Fang Cheng had guessed wrong; it was not the Lich that resurrected those zombies, but the inherent mechanism of the Undead Kingdom itself.

As soon as the competition began, the undead scattered throughout the realm would revive.

The Lich was the most powerful entity in this area, capable of controlling all the zombies for its own use.

According to the original mechanism, this Lich was a sinister and cunning creature with intelligence and strategy; it would not rashly show itself, but would instead utilize the nearly one million zombies in the area to create massive obstacles for the competitors.

It would not expose itself until the zombies were completely wiped out.

However, the intrusion of the Evil God's power had turned this Lich into a madman. Whether its power had increased was unknown, but its combat effectiveness and intelligence had certainly dropped by 100 points.

Intelligence? What was that? Could strategy be eaten?

It needed nothing; it only needed to charge blindly.

Receiving word from the revived zombies that the siege on the town had been repelled, the crazed Lich immediately cast Mass Berserk.

The zombies, which had been advancing on the town at a sluggish pace, all began to go berserk collectively, their speed shifting from that of a