Zeus braced himself as the thunder-infused zombies closed in, their movements eerily synchronized as if guided by a single, malevolent will. The once-human guild members had become mindless puppets, their bodies now vessels for the Thunder Mana Stone's spirit.
Each step they took was filled with an unyielding determination that sent a chill down Zeus's spine, but he wasn't the type to be easily rattled.
As the horde drew nearer, Zeus's eyes narrowed, assessing the situation. Suddenly, in perfect unison, the zombies raised their weapons, and Zeus's heart skipped a beat.
He watched in shock as they all unleashed Thunder Sword Wave—a barrage of thunderous sword energy that sliced through the air with deadly precision. Hundreds of glowing waves hurtled toward him, their sheer number and intensity far beyond anything he had anticipated.
