The Black Zombie knew the situation in the towns inside out. After all, they waged guerrilla raids everywhere, surviving by plundering the flesh and blood of major towns.
The Zombie King's greatest wish was to grow stronger. One day, he hoped to conquer a town and turn it into the territory of his Corpse Nest.
But his Zombie Tide numbered only around a thousand, clearly no match for Ian and the others.
"We absolutely can't let humans who escaped get away. They're rare supplies—we must capture them!"
"Yes!"
His elite underlings answered.
Immediately, every zombie in the forest began to gather. Ferocious figures raced beneath the shadows of the trees, quickly heading toward their target.
At that moment, Lin Dong and the others were walking down a narrow trail, their eyes scanning their surroundings. Dead leaves drifted down with soft rustling sounds, while the gauzy mist still shrouded the forest, giving everything a hazy, indistinct feel.
"When will it finally clear up? I want some sunlight," Chen Ming complained.
"What? You're a Fire Type Awakener. Are you afraid of a little moisture?"
Sun Yuhang asked.
Chen Ming nodded repeatedly.
"Exactly because I'm a Fire Type Awakener, I hate dampness. I feel so damp I'm about to start dripping. This environment really isn't good for me."
"No environment is ever good for you."
Sun Yuhang mocked.
The two of them were bickering as usual.
Wu Dan glanced at them from the corner of her eye and pursed her lips, seemingly with a faint hint of jealousy in her gaze.
Just then, savage roars suddenly came from deep within the mountains and forest ahead. The sound shook loose nearby dead leaves, which fluttered down as if it were snowing heavily.
"Hm? Danger!"
Chen Ming and the others instinctively gripped their sword hilts,