182 Granite Fist Zombies

The next morning,

The ground 500 kilometers away from the East Branch was shaking while hundreds of gigantic beings ambled quickly forward.

A wandering Authoritarian that had once been a mighty existence got instantly torn to shreds by a pair of Archelon Zombies. It had tried to attack their steel like exteriors, but had been completely decimated in an instant. 

The Archelon Zombies had flesh that was similar in density to steel, and red eyes that glew even in the darkest night. They simply seemed like an unbeatable wave of might drifting into the distance! 100,000 powerful Archelon Zombies marched in a large row enough to take up the entire coast of a small continent. However, all of a sudden they stopped.

"What the hell is going on?" Necrolith held out his hand? "I-I'm in control! I didn't tell you to stop!"