"You...!!"
Just as Tang Ye was transforming back into his human form from his zombie state, a terrified voice sounded behind him. Turning around, he saw the Fei Che Party member who had previously capsized his motorcycle.
At this moment, the only living person at the scene was this Fei Che Party member. Scattered all over the place were the bodies of his companions and those warriors who had given their lives in battle.
Tang Ye had not expected this man to survive so long. It had been over twelve hours since the dragon zombie unleashed its corrosive breath and flooded the valley, yet the Fei Che Party member remained on the shore, just two or three meters away from the edge of the dragon's toxic breath.
Perhaps the sight of the Zombie King, Tang Ye, with white hair and a pair of giant wings, and a dragon zombie nearly two hundred meters long, had left him too terrified to seek help.
