"Crack, crack, crack!"
The ice began to fracture, fine cracks spreading rapidly in every direction. Then, with a bang, a zombie claw reached out from within.
"Roar—"
The frozen zombies seemed to have been activated. They let out ferocious roars and crawled out from beneath the ice one after another.
"I told you something was going on!" Flared Ears said, narrowing his eyes.
Shrimp Chaser gave him a thumbs-up.
"Brother Ears, you're awesome!"
In just a few breaths, the once-flat ice was covered in densely packed zombies. Ice crystals had formed over their bodies—on their heads, chests, and elbows—like suits of ice armor.
The Zombie Tide roared at Lin Dong's group before charging at them with savage fury.
Tank, suddenly attacked, became incomparably enraged.
His burly body charged forward like a savage bull, instantly scattering the Zombie Tide in all directions. His sandbag-sized fist smashed fiercely toward a zombie.
Bang!
The powerful blow shattered the ice armor into pieces. The zombie was sent flying backward, crashing into and knocking down swathes of other zombies.
The elite underlings at the rear promptly joined the battle. Having fought countless battles throughout the Northern Expedition, they possessed formidable combat strength.
But Lin Dong noticed that the Ice-Armored Zombies on the other side were no weaklings either. The ice crystals covering their bodies made them exceptionally tough, allowing them to fight his elite underlings on even terms.
But soon, Little Eight's figure flickered, leaving behind streaking afterimages. Her alloy claw blades flashed, cutting those zombies into several pieces.
Wherever she went, foul blood splattered, as though she were a battlefield harvester.
Before long, corpses littered the entire frozen river, staining it crimson.
"Roar—"
A heaven-shaking roar rang out, instantly drowning out all surrounding noise. A chilling, vicious aura spread through the air. Clearly, the