And so, while the other Zombie Kings were busy strategizing how to slaughter Xenobeasts and flush out the Overmind Queen, Ethan and his crew… well, they had a different plan.
They were just biding their time—quietly observing, investigating the other Zombie Kings instead.
Their pace was slow and deliberate, stopping often, sometimes even trailing behind other zombie squads, walking the exact paths those groups had already cleared.
"Doesn't look like anything happened to that group up ahead," Snout muttered, sounding almost disappointed.
"Alright, let's switch spots. Take a break for a bit," Ethan said casually.
They climbed up to a mountain peak. The night had fully settled in, casting everything in a blanket of darkness.
But with their undead vision, they could still see clearly.
Ethan stood at the edge of a cliff, scanning the terrain below. He could make out other Zombie Kings and their squads moving through the rocky valleys and around jagged boulders.
