In a city full of dead bodies piling up from left and right.
"Get back! Get back!"
Military armed men were in the bushes. Crocus was on a branch of a tall Tree surveying every nearby possible mutated creature.
"I'm going to attack!!"
The Sergeant panicked.
"Wait... It's not time, ye-"
It was dangerous right now. There. There are currently twenty zombies but there are estimated to be fifty zombies in this area alone, so it would be dangerous since zombies were mostly resistant to magic. However, right now, it was too late.
"Arrgghh!"
Greed came out of nowhere and recklessly went to the frenzy of zombies. Crocus only laughed at him and saw that the zombies were not displaying animosity towards his sin demon, Greed.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Every zombie that Greed faced was staring blankly at him, wondering who he was as he kept smashing everyone like a tomato. There are roughly about 4,000 plus zombies here so Crocus is not worried.
"What? Zombies are not attacking him?"
