Fane narrowed his eyes. If he killed the hundred and twenty zombies in front of him, it would be the same as clearing four Divine warriors in one go. Finishing this challenge would lead him straight past the sixth Divine warrior!
It was a simple enough thought, but it felt like the difficulty had just increased greatly!
The hundred and twenty zombies had started to pull out their own weapons. They seemed to have been awakened by a system, and all of them had their own expressions and goals. They clenched their teeth as if they wanted to rip Fane apart.
"A hundred and twenty of them attacking together?" Fane's heart pounded.
He had thought that they would have at least gotten a chance to rest in between even if they were supposed to kill a hundred and twenty zombies. He had thought that they would have at least advanced in waves. Yet, with how unified their actions were, it seemed like they would charge at him together.
Even Fane would have some trouble facing the attacks from so many zombies. However, he no longer had the will to think too much about it.
"Die!"
A hundred and twenty zombies all said at the same
time.
The next second, all of the zombies charged right at Fane, looking like they were hungry for a taste of flesh.
Fane had a cold look on his face as he pulled out a jet-black sword from Mustard Seed. 1
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