The surrounding undead dared not approach, only roaring from a distance, intimidated by the formidable nature of the black-scarfed figure.
The black-scarfed figure's power stunned Wan Lei and the others, reigniting their hope.
"Is he really that strong? Perhaps they can deal with the undead."
"But if he can move freely, why would he need us to release the other corpses?"
"If the blood of the dead were effective, why would I be waiting for you? We are all travelers suppressed by the undead. How many innocent people have they harmed? Do you want to become the next undead? Do you want to become the next corpse? Hurry, once the Undead King arrives, I won't be able to hold on. Hurry!"
"Is the Undead King that Director Shen?"
"Yes, you've seen him!"
Hearing this, Wan Lei and the others no longer hesitated. They immediately forced out a drop of their own blood and drew a hexagram on the blank space of the wooden牌.
With the blood of five people, the hexagram was quickly drawn. The blood-red rune mark soon disappeared into the wooden牌.
Immediately after, the wooden牌 emitted a powerful red light, and streams of blood qi flowed through the wooden pole beneath the牌 and onto the ground. They dispersed rapidly, surging towards the graves.
As each stream of blood qi entered a grave, roars would erupt from within, followed by a hand breaking through the soil. Countless corpses crawled out of the graves and ran towards them.
One stream of blood qi, following the black-scarfed figure's foot, entered his body. The black-scarfed figure roared, and his decaying skin visibly recovered at an astonishing rate. Soon, Wan Lei and the others could clearly see his face. This person looked exactly like the white-scarfed Undead King!
"Thank you. You have successfully recalled my companions. They have been asleep for too long, and it's time for them to move. Once we eliminate these undead and reclaim our souls, we can be fully resurrected. Thank you again." With the blood qi entering his body, the black-scarfed figure was now indistinguishable from a normal person.
"What... exactly are you?" Wan Lei asked, his brow furrowed.
"You can call us... zombies. I am the Zombie King, and also the director of this cemetery. My surname is Shen," the Zombie King said with a devilish smile.
"I understand," Fang Xiaoyu exclaimed. "Those undead and you zombies correspond to the same person. You and the Undead King are also the same person. After you died, your souls separated from your bodies and became undead, while your physical bodies gave birth to new consciousnesses and became zombies. When each of you was buried, you wore white scarves, which is why those souls are also white scarves. As for you, because you have been buried underground for too long, your scarves have decayed and become black, hence you are now wearing black scarves."
"Little girl, you are very clever. Are you willing to join us?" The Zombie King's smile grew more sinister, sending a chill down Wan Lei's spine, a sense of foreboding rising within them.
"We will not join you. You promised to help us leave," Wan Lei said sternly.
"Oh? When did I promise you that?"
"That wooden牌..."
"What wooden牌?"
Wan Lei and the others looked back, and to their dismay, the wooden牌 was gone. These wooden牌s were meant to deceive them, and their promise to send them out was also a deception.
"A scam, it's all a scam. Not only are the white-scarfed wooden牌s a scam, but your black-scarfed wooden牌s are also a scam." Wan Lei's gaze turned hostile as he drew the Thor's Hammer. "The undead, those spiritual bodies, cannot be attacked, but surely I can attack you physical zombies?"
The Zombie King looked at the gathering of grotesque zombies and smiled faintly, replying, "Not necessarily."
"Not necessarily what?"
"Not all wooden牌s are necessarily a scam. Truth and falsehood, it depends on how you discern it. If you cannot find a way out, then after we kill the undead, we will come to kill you." With that, the Zombie King walked forward, signaling the zombies to engage in battle with the undead.
The undead army and the zombie army had already begun to fight, with the main battlefield concentrated in the eastern part of the cemetery. Wan Lei and his companions were in the heart of the war zone, surrounded by danger. It was unavoidable; although the zombies did not actively attack them, the undead were not so easily dealt with, and any undead they encountered would roar and lunge at them.
Since the undead could not be directly attacked, Wan Lei could only try to block them with his lightning defenses. Perhaps because lightning naturally instilled fear in these undead creatures, or perhaps due to the luck enhancement from the lucky trio, these lunging undead turned to fight the zombies.
"There must be another way out. The mission planner wouldn't give us a suicidal mission. Where haven't we found it yet?" Wan Lei pondered quickly, his brow furrowed.
"Boss, do you remember the road where the signpost on the right was replaced with a new one? Perhaps the new signpost on the right is the correct one, and from that new signpost onwards, it becomes incorrect. The next signpost after that one was at the crossroads. Originally, there was a straight path, but two signposts pointed left and right, all deceiving us. Could it be that the straight path with no signpost is the correct one?"
Hong Lian's words made Wan Lei's eyes light up. "Yes, perhaps this road originally only had a straight path leading to the back gate, but we were deceived by both sides. That path is correct."
"Let's go, let's take that path. It's the only choice left." The group immediately set off. Protected by Wan Lei's shield, they no longer cared about following the path and flew in a straight line across the sea of flowers towards the small path in the middle. With the assistance of the lucky trio, they reached the small path with no major incidents, and Wan Lei also understood the attack methods of these undead. Their method of dealing with zombies was to directly enter the zombies' physical bodies and fight against the newly generated consciousnesses of the zombies. If a zombie suddenly attacked another zombie, it meant the undead had successfully taken over. The green aura and claws of the zombies could also inflict damage on the undead; if the undead failed to enter the zombie's body, they would be torn to shreds. It was likely that if these undead attacked them, they would also directly attack their souls.
Without time to consider anything else, the group rushed along the small path and soon saw an open back gate at the foot of the mountain. However, they stopped. At the back gate, several figures were blocking the way. The clown playing ball, the little boy kicking a shuttlecock, the elaborately dressed Barbie doll, the wobbling rocking horse, and… Meng Meng, sitting on the rocking horse and smiling at them…