142 THE ARMY OF THE UNDEAD (1/2)

The sky above them darkened and turned pitch black. It made the place appear a lot creepier than it already was. Also, the shaking of the ground did not stop as cracks continued to appear.

From those cracks, Mu Lingxi and the rest of the group saw several bony hands and rotten faces poking out. They were slowly crawling out from the fissures and there were too many of them.

It was as if a zombie apocalypse dawned within the land of Echurid and there was no place that seemed to be safe anymore.

No matter where they go, there would always be a crack. From those cracks, zombie-like creatures would crawl out.

The strange humanoid creatures rose to their feet. Their mangled body left them staggering as they moved in an awkward manner. The sight that they created resembled a whole platoon.

They were the Army of the Undead.

One of the undead seemed to notice Mu Lingxi's group. It walked towards their direction. The undead has its hand mangled for an unknown reason and its biceps looked like they had been chewed away.

Thus exposing a white humerus beneath his tattered sleeves. As it drew nearer, Long Fuzi could hear its rattling breath and low groans that could make people's blood run cold.

A whole string of vulgarities nearly spilled from Yu Xue's mouth. They were scared out of their wits but they knew that if they don't make their move now, then they would be a goner soon.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please clickfor visiting.

Their chance of escaping was slim but they would not allow it to stop them. It is to escape or to die, and all of them were not ready to die yet. So with their heart almost as if it will leap out of their mouth, they ran for their dear lives.

From behind them came a groan, and another one from their right, the army of the undead was closing in! It was like they had run into a nightmare.

The rotten smell permeated the air. It was as if the whole place turned into an unrefrigerated meat locker, and it made the group constantly nauseous. The army of the undead was coming closer and closer and their smell was becoming more unbearable.

”Crap! Everyone, prepare your spells!”

Fan Lei made a series of instructions as they ran away.

”PYRKAGIÁ!!!!!!”

The group the Fire Blast spell and it created a mini-explosion within the platoon of the undead. This action bought them some time as it slowed down the hoard of undead considerately.

But it was not enough to stop them completely. The re-animated flesh swarmed towards the group like locusts on green plants.