Su Changxing made the zombie horde stop, turning back the way they came, thinking that they had already obtained enough spoils this time and there was no need to advance further. It was not too late to decide after fully digesting the remaining spoils.
Dusk fell on the bodies in the ruins, silent and serene. Tens of thousands of zombies moved quietly across the ruins, with the occasional clumsy one tumbling into the pits, causing a clatter.
It looked somewhat comical.
Yet such silence was terrifying.
The common knowledge of this world was that zombies would howl and move involuntarily, making them easy to detect.
Once a zombie neither howled nor moved aimlessly, it became difficult to detect. And such a large group advancing silently became extraordinarily eerie, as if the world lost the sound it was supposed to have.
"What is that!"
