Staring at the wave after wave of {Zombies} pouring at them, it was normal for one to feel disheartened, or heavy with fear.
The stench of rotting flesh and the sight of it, was overpowering to say the least. Their expressions twisted in eternal agony was more than enough to get one thinking...
...how did they die?
What evils did they commit to deserve this fate?
What gods did they offend to experience this suffer?
At the end of the day, it didn't matter. None of it did...
The {Miasma Devil} still didn't come forward. Instead, it sent it's minions out.
On the battlefield of rundown, rusty cars, black rocks, and the tattered road, a sea of rotting bodies surged.
Apart from the regular {Zombies}, there were three distinct types of elite variants.
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{Wight Zombie} Lvl. 90 (Elite).
Strength: 10,000.
Agility: 7000.
Defense: 100.
HP: 3,500/3,500.
MP: 15,000/15,000.
Magic: 1.5.
