The rotting corpses let out roars, even though most of the zombies' vocal cords had decayed for so long that their roaring was only as loud as a person's normal speech.
Yet in the face of such a terrifying number, the hoarse growls converged into a dreadful tidal wave, like the roar of an ancient giant beast, shaking the earth. Every step they took made the ground tremble. Countless withered arms stretched out in the twilight, as if trying to tear the sky apart.
A zombie in the horde stumbled, and before it could rise from the ground, the decaying bodies behind it trampled it into mush.
In the face of such a massive scale, even the previously scarce Extraordinary Zombies were enough to form an army.
Over a thousand stitched-together abominations moved their five-meter-tall bodies, multiple twisted faces on them letting out angry roars.
Huge blood-flesh zombies piled up in layers, with massive amounts of flesh converging into mountains of writhing meat dozens of meters high.
