530 Dark Abyss, Ten Thousand Corpses Pit, Part Two (1/2)

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

The red eyes below were packed together densely. They were not a dazzling sight like the stars in the sky, but so crowded together that one could simply feel goosebumps across their body and their heart being penetrated by the extremely greedy and savage gazes!

The abyss was very dark, but Zhang Xiaohou could still see countless bodies and limbs squirming down in the pit. They were stacked together, layer after layer, the zombies were climbing on top of one another like moving mountains...

The abyss was huge, yet he could not see even the slightest sign of the soil. All of it was filled with zombies, numbing his scalp!

The few zombies that were initially on the surface before it collapsed had dropped into the pit like raindrops falling into the ocean, lost completely among the rest of the Undead...

Thousands!

Tens of thousands!

With so many Undead gathered in a single pit, it was like lifting up the lid of a burning pot, resembling the eighteenth-floor of Hell, where countless souls were being tortured. The dreadful scene was thrown open to the mundane world, displaying the torture and pain that the souls were suffering. Their tremendous hatred had materialized into a giant fountain of black vapor rising into the sky!

Zhang Xiaohou was completely stunned in [lace. He was the closest to the abyss. Just a few more steps, he would have fallen into it...

Now, he realized that he would prefer to be butchered by the Hatchet Corpse General rather than falling into this pit filled with zombies. It was no different than finding himself in Hell!

Zhang Xiaohou had nowhere to run with the Hatchet Corpse General chasing behind him. He would not make it in time running around the edge of the pit.

Jia Xi's dark face was approaching him with her long tongue writhing the air, as if she was going to suck his blood dry.

The hatchets swung wildly. Zhang Xiaohou clenched his teeth. With his back against the pit of zombies, he had no choice but to have a final showdown with the Hatchet Corpse General.

However, as he had just prepared to fight to his death, the Hatchet Corpse General suddenly moved into a different direction and chased after Shi Shaoju...

An eerie laugh burst into his ears. Zhang Xiaohou had never experienced the feeling of unable to move his feet due to overwhelming fear before. It was not just because the deadly Hatchet Corpse General had just spared his life, but the fact that a Hell on Earth was right behind him, the burning pot with countless zombies!

He fell to his knees weakly. It took him some time to gather his strength again and rose to his feet.

He could sense the tremendous aura of death right behind him, which would most likely drag any living thing nearby into it. Zhang Xiaohou did not want to die in this place...

Without the Hatchet Corpse General chasing after him, Zhang Xiaohou was finally able to run back in the direction they had just come from.

He could not see where the others were, or tell if they were dead or had actually managed to escape. The elites specifically picked to form the special team had collapsed at the first blow from the Undead. They were merely prey in the end!

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The Magic Association, in the clock tower...

In a rather old-style office, a young woman on monitoring duty rushed toward the meeting room with an electronic screen on her hand.

”Black! Black!” screamed the woman as she barged into the room.

”Calm down, what is this about?” said the Vice Chairman of the Ancient Capital's Magic Association.

”Black, there are black dots in this area… it's a Dark Abyss!” said the woman as she pointed at the electronic screen.

The screen was an electronic map, showing the vicinity of the Ancient Capital and the areas nearby...

It was now midnight, the areas outside of the Ancient Capital were displaying as blood red on the map. The color was bright and astonishing, implying that the Undead was a lot more restless than usual.