"Who?!"
Everyone froze, whipping their heads around.
And the moment they saw Ethan's face—just one look—and their breath caught in their throats. Terror twisted their expressions, a tidal wave of dread crashing through their hearts.
"That guy in the white shirt… the Zombie King?"
"What the hell is he doing here?!"
"No way… this has to be an illusion!"
"…"
The fear that once gripped them at the sight of that white-shirted Zombie King came rushing back in full force. That day when the Skywall shattered—it was like a natural disaster had descended. Many of them, elite members of the House Guard, had been there.
And now, that same figure in the white shirt… had returned.
Varick, in particular, felt the crushing pressure descend on him like a mountain. The air around him thickened, space itself seemed to freeze. His body lit up with flickering blue light as water-element energy surged to resist the overwhelming force.
"The… the Creed of the White Robe?"
