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Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Fang Heng was transmigrated to a parallel world and his soul was forced into the body of a man who had just committed suicide. Huh? What? Every human here was being forced to join a game? Those who refused would be killed? Wait? This suicide dude was a pro gamer? He had the highest S-rank talent sill, the Zombie Clone? Damn! The S-rank skill evolved! My zombie clones could auto hunt! [Your zombie army has crafted Wooden Axe x720 when you were offline. You have received 1921 experience points for the Basic Crafting skill.] [Your zombie army has chopped down 27,821 trees and gathered 128,973 pieces of wood while you were offline. You have received 2,171,921 experience points for the Basic Wood Chopping skill.] Just as the rest of the players were struggling to survive in the zombie apocalyptic game, Fang Heng's zombie clones were starting to clear every resource out of the forest. Hm... What an interesting game!

Empire Black Knight · Bandes dessinées et romans graphiques
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What a Coincidence

Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The necromantic attacks crashing against the holy barrier dissolved almost instantly.

The players' faces turned pale as they witnessed the scene. Each Purifier from the Holy Realm was extraordinarily powerful, and with the collective might of their barrier, there was no way they could break through.

Were they aiming to wipe them all out?

The group's spirits sank.

"Run! Retreat!"

Someone shouted, and the group quickly began to pull back.

"Norbert! What should we do?"

Since they had come under Norbert's command, their first instinct in a crisis was to consult him.

"I don't know. The Holy Realm's forces arrived too quickly!"

Norbert was preoccupied with thoughts of Fang Heng.

"What about the death knight's seal? Did it break?"

The group then remembered the death knight's seal. Given the time, their timed explosives should be going off soon.

They had probably been too far to sense any immediate changes.