Early morning.
At the border of the Southern Border Mountain Range.
A group of people hurried through the dense forest with guarded expressions.
Lord Blade King, with a solemn face, chased after a fleeing figure and quickly caught up.
A moment later, the group chased into a valley.
"My Lord, that zombie might have entered this cave!"
One of the Dragon Soul Warriors found a hidden cave at a corner, with footprints at its entrance, and exclaimed in panic.
The others who were searching hurried over at these words.
"Dammit, this zombie has become cunning! How could it be so crafty!"
"True, zombies used to be either brainless or just hopping around everywhere. This one, on the other hand, is playing tricks on us using the thirty-six stratagems, damn it!"
Lord Blade King looked at the entrance of the cave, his tiger-like eyes flashing with a grave look.
"You all wait outside, I'll go in first and take a look!"
