Chapter 1012

Dennis Miller’s companion realized that the corpses came from a mass grave in the forest.

That mass grave had existed for many years.

Rumor had it that tens of thousands of people had died on a battlefield a thousand years ago.

If these corpses all crawled out from the original ancient battlefield, then the number would truly be…

Dennis Miller’s scalp went numb, and he didn’t dare to think about it any further.

It seemed that it was trying to confirm his companion’s guess.

Soon, the corpses that came out of the dense forest were wearing tattered armor.

They had long rotted hands and even held rusty swords.

What was even more terrifying was that among these corpses, there were also bones like generals
riding giant white horses.

The sea of corpses, which was obviously not ordinary, gave off a cold aura. A glance from a distance
was enough to make people feel a chill in their bones.

When he saw the corpses, Dennis heard his own chief let out a groan, “Zombies!”

The scene of such a dense pile of bones rushing to the town was shocking enough.

The chief’s call of zombies scared everyone present so much that their hands and feet went limp.

Zombies were monsters that only cultivators could deal with!

It was rumored that they would neither die nor disappear, bloodthirsty and cruel.



And it would spread plague.

A zombie was enough to destroy a village with 100 people overnight.

But now…

As far as the eye could see, there were more than 10,000 zombies in this vast pile of corpses.

Moreover, the zombies gushing out of the dense forest gave people an endless feeling.

Just as the guards were trembling, Dennis heard the chief’s roar.

“Listen up, guard the city gate tower, and organize the people in the town to retreat. Anyone who
disobeys the order will be killed!”

The people in the town were already in a mess when they learned that the zombies were coming.

All the families had no time to clean up.

They dragged their families and escaped to the other exit of the town.

However, the speed at which the people in the town fled was far slower than that of zombies.

The vast sea of corpses rushed to the front of the town in an instant like surging waves.

Unlike the city, there were no tall city walls in the town.

It was just an ordinary defense made of bricks and tiles.

And these zombies were extremely powerful.

Moreover, they seemed to smell the breath of living and animals.



Their dark holes-like eye sockets all emitted horrible red light and dug the wall outside the town like
crazy. In a short time, the wall became riddled with holes and collapsed as soon as it was touched, like
a broken piece of wood.

It didn’t even long for the simple defenses to collapse.

The zombies rushed in madly…

A cold, desperate, and deathly aura instantly enveloped them.

Less than 20 percent of the people who had escaped from the town were still alive.

However, only five hundred guards were able to stop the civilians for a moment.

It was nothing in front of the endless sea of corpses.

By this time, Dennis Miller and the other guards were trembling.

They were not only facing a sea of corpses, but also a tragic death.

But no one took a step back.

Even at this moment, fear filled their hearts.

Everyone still clenched their weapons, casting a human wall.

They all knew that once they retreated, the people behind them would be exposed to these zombies.

When the time came, blood would flow like a river in Mountain Town. It was at this point that Dennis
Miller’s chief came up with a way to stop the sea of corpses for a moment.



But this method was almost suicide. That was to rush into the sea of corpses, kill their way to the
arsenal, and then ignite the gunpowder in it.

An explosive arsenal could destroy half of the town in an instant.

However, the explosion could also stop the Corpse Sea from moving forward in a short time.

Whether it was those who rushed into the sea of corpses or those who detonated the arsenal, they
were destined to die.

More importantly, the arsenal was now surrounded by corpses.

If one wanted to rush into the arsenal and ignite the gunpowder shells, one had to kill his way in.

It was far from enough to sacrifice one person.

Many people would fall down and be covered with blood on the road to the arsenal.

“Who’s willing to go with me?” The chief glared, gasped, and asked angrily.

He was clearly extremely scared, his arms trembling.

But there was no fear in his bloodshot eyes.

As he asked this question, Dennis Miller felt his heart pounding. He really wanted to stand out.

But his instinctive desire for life made him hesitate.

While he was hesitating, 50 guards shouted and stood up.

These people all knew that by taking this step, they would definitely die on the spot.

There might even be no bones left.



But they still didn’t retreat.

Before they rushed forward, many of them turned their heads and looked back.

Their eyes were full of attachment and reluctance.

Because behind them was their hometown, the place where they were born and grown up.

This glance would be the last one in their lives.

“Kill!”

After a glance, they roared.

The fifty people roared.

At this moment, they were tragic, resolute, but firm and powerful.

Seeing the chief lead the fifty brothers into the sea of corpses without hesitation, Dennis Miller
clenched his fists. He was annoyed by the hesitation just now.

The remaining guards looked at them with tears welling up in their eyes, and their teeth were about to
break, but at this time, they still had more important things to do.

The sacrifice of their companions would give them a chance to survive.

And they would seize this chance to help more people in the town escape from here.

“Leave 300 people to guard this place.

The rest of you, go and help the people!” The deputy chief glared at them with blood-red eyes and
roared hoarsely.



He was one of the 300 remaining people.

Dennis Miller was one of them.

He missed the opportunity just now.

Then, he would not let the chance slip away again.

When the sea of corpses rushed over, the arsenal had not yet exploded.

They didn‘t know if the 50 brothers who rushed out with the chief could complete the task. But at this
time, they could only choose to believe in each other and defend the last weak defense line at the cost
of their lives.

Three hundred soldiers couldn’t stop the tide-like zombies at all.

The long blade in Dennis Miller‘s hand chopped down a few times, and then it became clumsy.

His arms were aching, and half of his body was numb.

He saw his companions lying down one by one unwillingly.

Even if these zombies’ heads were cut off and their bodies were split, they would still rush to you like
crazy and bite your flesh.

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