Zu An looked in the direction that the zombies were staring at. The depths of the valley had been cloaked in grayish mist earlier on, making it impossible to make out anything at all. However, he could now make out some silhouettes.

As the footsteps came closer, the silhouettes became clearer too.

Rows of zombies orderly marched out of the mist, only stopping a few tens of meters away. Unlike the other zombies he had been dealing with all this while, these zombies looked far cleaner. Their bodies weren’t decomposed, and they were dressed in armor. They held long spears and sharp swords in their hands, and those in the front even had shields on their arms.

“Holy shit, are they elite monsters?” Zu An’s eyes widened in horror. While the earlier zombies could be mistaken as refugees, the ones who had just appeared were undoubtedly soldiers.

Do zombies form armies as well?

Zu An felt that things were getting far too ridiculous for his common sense to process.

Dealing with the ragtag refugees was already tough enough for him—yet he actually had to go up against an entire bloody army now? That was definitely a one-way ticket to hell!

As Zu An was despairing,...