"Ah...!"
Although they were Martial Cultivators, very few had ever truly seen a Zombie.
Now, they weren't just seeing Zombies; they were witnessing their very creation.
Someone let out a cry of alarm.
Perhaps it was that shriek that roused all the Zombies in the massive pit.
It was as if they had spotted a delicious meal.
"ROAR...!"
One of the Green-haired Zombies let out a great roar and suddenly broke from the horde, charging out and up toward the top of the pit.
There were steps leading out of the pit.
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!..."
The Zombie possessed immense strength, and the ground thundered with every step it took.
"ROAR! ROAR! ROAR!..."
Following its lead, the rest of the Zombies surged into motion, howling incessantly as they bared their fangs and charged madly toward the living.
"This is bad!"
"Dammit, the Zombies are moving."
"Kill them!"
At that moment, Mr. Jiao, the captain of the Autumn Wind Mercenary Corps, shouted from within the crowd.
