This zombie king was a big black bird with a five hundred kilometer wingspan. It blotted out the sun when its wings were expanded. Ash-like smoke rose from its body, obscuring what its true form looked like.

There seemed to be a tiny black flame burning in the depths of the ashes.

Lu Yun could make out that the zombie king couldn’t land because it didn’t have legs. It could only hover in the sky.

The bird dived the trio the moment it appeared. A pair of crimson eyes opened in the ash and smoke; its maw yawned open as it spat a gout of black flame.

“What’s it doing here??”...