Chapter 109 : Ruins of an Old City (1)
From what Axton observed about the zombies and their abilities, one thing became clear — they were weak. Pathetically weak. Their rotting bodies moved sluggishly, their attacks predictable.
The only real danger they posed was in their sheer numbers. For most ordinary players, that would have been a nightmare.
But for Axton, their numbers were a blessing in disguise.
Even so, he wasn't about to engage them directly. That was why his Undead General, Vorlic, was still active.
Axton had noticed one skill that made these creatures dangerous despite their weakness — [Zombie Bite]. The description alone was enough to make his skin crawl. A single bite could infect the target, turning them into one of the undead within seconds.
Losing Vorlic to such a trivial threat? That was something Axton would never allow.
He raised a hand and gave a short command, his tone calm but absolute.
"Take care of this, Vorlic."
