“Commence Exploration!”

The moment I spiritedly shouted out, the crosses nearby trembled and then shot up. I had a sneaking suspicion earlier that they were gravemarkers. What popped out from them were, of course, zombies. As if to show that they were different from the 23rd floor zombies, their bodies were much more intact. They even carried swords and shields, or bows and arrows.

“Guoooo…”

“Warrior’s…blood…”

These were zombie warriors. Unlike zombies that were born from corpses imbued with mana, the zombie warriors were said to be born in large numbers when the magic of the night seeped into the corpses of low-class soldiers left on battlefields after large-scale battles.

They were known to always appear in large numbers, and they would sometimes turn the people they killed into zombies, adding to their zombie army.

However, there weren’t that many zombie warriors in front of me. They were likely poor souls who were forced to fight when they were alive and could not rest even after they died.

“Blood…war…”

“Calls…us…”

I gulped down a mouthful of saliva as I watched them slowly get up with their weapons. Their eyes...