Archmage Of The Undead

As the zombies drifted away, Huo Ling wiped his forehead and wiped away the non-existent cold sweat.

He admitted that he still underestimated the zombies. This wave of zombies was not that big, there were only a few hundred zombies.

Among them, there should be no one who has the strength to reach the black iron professional level.

But just ordinary zombies can make such terrifying movements. It's hard to imagine how terrifying those groups of tens or even hundreds of thousands of zombies must be.

There was definitely no peace tonight, whether it was the smell of rat blood in the air or the noise caused by the running zombies just now, it would slowly attract other zombies to come.

After Huo Ling walked away, he started shallow meditation to replace sleep.

From time to time, he could hear the sound of zombies approaching again. At this time, he would stop and wait for the zombies to leave before entering the meditative state again.

There are large and small groups of corpses tonight. The large group has two to three thousand walking corpses, the small group has hundreds of zombies, and the smallest group only has about a dozen walking corpses.

It seemed that the group of more than a dozen zombies had just gathered, or had been suppressed by a larger group of corpses.

Some groups of corpses were simply passing by, while in other groups there were walking corpses that staggered up to the building where the mouse died.

Huo Ling looked at this scene and just wanted to move as soon as dawn. Who could bear the fright of this night?

I didn't expect that the bloody smell of a mouse could attract zombies to come upstairs to check. How many zombies should be attracted by the corpses of six goblins left during the day's battle.

I can’t imagine that scene. For the walking zombies, it would probably be a feast.

After all the zombies were gone, Huo Ling shook his head and entered a state of shallow meditation again.

…

It was dawn and the sun was almost rising.

But Huo Ling's face looked a little ugly, and there were dozens of walking corpses squatting downstairs.

This is the last wave of zombies. After traveling a long distance, they happened to arrive here. Several more zombies smelled the smell of blood and are now checking upstairs.

Sure enough, the most feared thing has come. These zombies have already felt the change in the light, and I am afraid they will not go any further.

This is the worst case scenario. If these zombies don't continue walking, then after the sun rises, they will inevitably enter the buildings on both sides to avoid the sun.

Now Huo Ling didn't dare to move, he could only pray that these zombies would not enter his building.

But things didn't go as planned. After the sun rose, the weak sunlight began to shine on the ground.

The sun shone on the bodies of the zombies, and they raised their heads and neighed in a low voice.

Although the sun cannot cause them any harm, it makes them extremely disgusted with this feeling.

One by one, they walked into the buildings on both sides with staggering steps.

Even Huo Ling's building had several zombies inside.

This frightened Huo Ling so much that he didn't dare to breathe, for fear that his movements would attract the zombies.

Fortunately, the floor I chose was relatively high, and now the walking corpses are all on the first and second floors.

Huo Ling didn't dare to waste his energy and checked the number of walking corpses in his building.

There are five in total, three on the second floor and two on the first floor.

what to do?

Do you want to stay where you are and wait until night comes for these zombies to leave on their own?

Huo Ling rejected this idea as soon as it came up. There were too many variables in this idea.

No one knows what the zombies will do next, whether they will come up to the fourth floor.

As for waiting until night, it would be even more dangerous. This would put the fate directly into the hands of the walking dead.

Huo Ling thought of using a rope to slowly fall from the fourth floor. This was an idea. He also had a rope in his backpack given by his deskmate.

But Huo Ling glanced around the room and found that there was no hard object that could bear the weight of the rope and Huo Ling's weight.

The furnishings in the house were all dilapidated, and the brackets on the windows were even more fragile. Only a skeleton was left. It was hard to believe that this thing could withstand Huo Ling's falling weight.

He let out a sigh of exhaustion. The only way forward now is to fight his way out.

Huo Ling sat down slowly, closed his eyes, and used his mental power to observe the movements of the zombies downstairs from time to time.

As the sun gradually rose and the sunlight shone down, these zombies gradually walked to the dark corners of the room where they could not get sunlight.

Seeing this scene, Huo Ling thought to himself that if he walked through the corridor carefully without making any noise, these zombies would not come out.

But as luck would have it, there was a walking corpse hiding from the sun between the first and second floors.

This was Huo Ling's only way to go down. After waiting for an hour, there was no sign of the zombie leaving.

Huo Ling knew that he couldn't wait any longer. The longer he waited, the more variables there would be.

He carefully put his rucksack on his back, picked up the spear made of a short knife, and the fire ax, and tiptoed out.

In any case, Huo Ling is not powerless now. He still has magic.

It's a pity that the Bone Fang's attack is in a straight line and there is no way to turn. Otherwise, Huo Ling would have headshotted the walking zombie directly upstairs.

During the mental investigation, the zombies kept their eyes closed during the day, minimizing the consumption of their body functions.

Only when the sun hits them, they can't help but move and look for dark corners again.

Huo Ling quietly went downstairs. When he reached the third floor, he saw the walking corpse hiding in the corridor through the gap in the stairwell.

The structure of this building has windows on the front and back walls of the stairwell, which in the past were used to provide light to the corridor.

Now this light just limits the movement of the walking zombie. Sunlight shines in from above and below, and the walking zombie is stuck in a corner. Otherwise, the walking zombie might have entered the room long ago.

Now that he has seen the walking corpse, Huo Ling is not ready to get closer.

Outlining the runes in his mind, three seconds passed in an instant, and a tiny white bone tooth floated next to Huo Ling again.

"call out!"

The White Bone Fang sliced ​​through the air, making a faint sound.

The walking corpse closed its eyes, and its ears seemed to hear sounds, and their ears twitched slightly.

But before he could react, Bone Fang's attack had already arrived, hitting him in the head.

"boom!"

The hit zombie was directly shot in the head, sticky blood and brains burst out, and the smell of blood began to permeate the air.

Huo Ling, on the other side, did not dare to move at this time. He turned on the mental scan to the maximum and monitored the movements of the few remaining zombies in the building.

The zombies obviously heard the noise and smelled the smell of blood, but they did not open their eyes or move.

This made Huo Ling very happy. It seemed that during the day, when there was sunshine, the danger of these zombies was very low.