"Zombie King…"
"He's a freaking Zombie King!"
All four of them realized it at the same time.
And not just any Zombie King—his aura was overwhelming, suffocating. This guy wasn't low-tier. Not even close.
The woman stood frozen, her face blank with shock.
Her earlier words echoed in her mind—she'd called a Zombie King soft-hearted.
Now she understood. That kind of "kindness"? She couldn't even begin to handle it.
Behind them, the grotesque tree shuddered.
Sensing the threat, it let out a piercing shriek from deep within its trunk. The ground trembled violently, and suddenly, every tree in the area seemed to come alive.
Trunks twisted, branches writhed, and once again, a storm of limbs surged toward Ethan.
Looking up, the sky vanished behind a wall of dark green. The canopy closed in like a collapsing dome, blotting out the light.
But Ethan's eyes stayed calm, reflecting the endless dark green chaos around him.
