Chapter 253: Far more atrocious than expected.
Countless figures began to emerge from the dark fog, their movements jerky and unnerving as they sped into the village streets.
These weren't men, nor were they simple beasts; they were the walking dead composed of several races of creatures, such as dead humans, abominations and beasts, their flesh grey and sloughing off in patches, their empty or decaying eye sockets glowing with an unnerving malevolent light.
"They're undead! I repeat, the enemy is an undead force!" the soldiers remaining at the village entrance shouted, finally sounding the alarm that should have been rung minutes ago.
They pulled their weapons from their sheaths, the ringing of steel echoing through the narrow alleys as they prepared to meet the charging horde.
