Return to the City: The Strongest King-Chapter 1790 - 1719: Night Raid on the Camp (Part 4)

The legend of African zombies has a long history. Many traditional African religions, witchcraft, primitive worship, and new Christian sects all have legends about zombies. Many wizards can make the dead crawl out of graves to move around in a zombie state.

These are only legends, but what Song Xiaodong and Sun Yiyi see before them are real corpses, shambling toward Feng Jian's camp.

Song Xiaodong and Sun Yiyi exchanged a glance and, gritting their teeth, charged forward.

Song Xiaodong kicked a zombie in the ribs, his entire foot sinking into the zombie's body. A rib broke, oozing yellow-red pus.

Song Xiaodong felt a wave of nausea, pulling his foot out from the zombie's body, his military boots covered in pus and flesh.

The zombie was knocked directly to the ground, and Song Xiaodong, not stopping, rushed toward another zombie, punching its head to pieces, the entire skull shattering into fragments.

Sun Yiyi moved like lightning, her figure like a ghost, dismantling one zombie with three punches and two kicks. The zombie's body emitted the stench of the dead, leaving Sun Yiyi covered in it, causing her to wrinkle her nose.

"Ugh, so disgusting..." Sun Yiyi couldn't help but complain.

The two of them, working together, quickly took down seven zombies.

Feng Jian and the others heard the commotion from the direction of the mud pond, but Feng Jian had previously communicated with Song Xiaodong, and knowing that Song Xiaodong and Sun Yiyi were lurking in the shadows, wary of any activity around the camp, Feng Jian didn't act rashly, unsure if they were friend or foe.

It's not that these zombies were easy to defeat, but as qi cultivators of the Three Meridians True Qi, Song Xiaodong and Sun Yiyi had bodies where strength, speed, and skill had reached the human limit. Although these zombies were agile, they were still no match for Song Xiaodong and Sun Yiyi.

The two of them were covered head to toe in rotting flesh and the stench was overpowering.

Song Xiaodong's brows remained furrowed.

A layer of black mist suddenly arose in the dense forest surrounding the mud pond.

Song Xiaodong and Sun Yiyi began to walk back.

"Hey, why haven't we walked out of this thicket yet?" Sun Yiyi asked cautiously. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Song Xiaodong said nothing, quickening his pace, walking faster and faster until he seemed to be "flying."

The two of them moved swiftly through the jungle, the wind whistling past their ears, cautiously vaulting through the forest.

"Hmm?" A trace of surprise flashed across Sun Yiyi's face.

The two suddenly stopped in front of a mud pond.

They were lost; after sprinting a distance, they had ended up back in front of the mud pond.

"How can this be? We were only ten meters away from Feng Jian and the others," Sun Yiyi said.

Song Xiaodong calmly examined the area around the mud pond, where footprints of the two and traces of zombies were all over the ground.

Yet the corpses that had littered the ground moments ago were gone.

The black mist surrounding them grew thicker, gradually closing in on them.

At this point, bubbles began to rise from the mud pond, as piles of decomposing heads surfaced.

There were more zombies.

Song Xiaodong and Sun Yiyi stood by the edge of the mud pond, crushing a zombie as it crawled up one by one.

These zombies moved slowly, their bodies decayed and fragile, unable to withstand the blows of masters of the Three Meridians True Qi.

However, the zombies in the mud pond seemed endless.

Song Xiaodong also sensed another kind of danger.

The black mist around them gradually made a sound.

Song Xiaodong could hear it clearly; it was the sound of thousands of mosquitoes flapping their wings.

"Cover yourselves in mud! Just stay on the bank; the mud pond is full of mud, can't get out if you go in!" Song Xiaodong cautioned.

Although Sun Yiyi was reluctant, she listened and covered herself thoroughly with mud.

Song Xiaodong also covered himself in mud. Soon mosquitoes surged like a plague of locusts.

These mosquitoes were enormous, with long mouthparts like giant syringe needles. As the swarm passed, all creatures in the forest panicked and fled; those too slow were engulfed by mosquitoes and shriveled up in an instant.