In the heart of the basin, the battle had reached a fever pitch. Corpses piled up like small hills, and foul, dark blood pooled in thick, sticky puddles across the battlefield.
Still, the two opposing Zombie Hordes tore into each other with relentless fury. Some undead clawed their way out from beneath the mounds of bodies, snarling like demons from hell, dragging their enemies down into the carnage with them.
Redgaze Zombie King Logan had pushed his Eye Arts to the absolute limit. His eyes blazed with a sinister red light that spread like wildfire, engulfing the entire area. Any zombie caught in its glow let out tortured wails, as if trapped in an endless nightmare they could never wake from.
But the Zombie King wearing the slouchy beanie wasn't backing down either. With a smirk, he pulled a short flute from his belt and brought it to his lips.
A strange, eerie melody rippled through the air like waves on water.
