582 Living Dead

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

City West, inside the outer walls...

The misty night loomed over the lights coming from the households. The blurry lights were not bright enough for the people to see the night scenery of the city.

The place had grown colder. The city was frequently covered in fog in winter. The Heavens knew if the next heavy rain would simply turn into a huge snowfall. It would provide some relief to the civilians, since the snow would harden the ground, making it more difficult for the undead to crawl out from the ground and stir up trouble.

Most of the buildings in this area were old houses. The occasional tall buildings seemed rather out of place.