Zombie Manhwa List Novels & Stories

~~~~ Zhi Yin together with his subordinates traveled for thirteen days with a stop at night to rest before they arrived at L city. "Master, there's a level one mid rank zombie approaching our direction." - Si Rou said but there's no worry that can be found in her voice. This past few days, They already encountered zombie stronger than them but it was easily disposed by their master with just a single wave of his hand. The strongest zombie they encountered are level two low rank and among Zhi Yin's subordinates, The strongest among them is Ying Wei who broken first at level two low rank followed by Si Yen and Si Rou.

It was late in the night when Chu Xun and Yue Hongbo made it back to the Sanctuary, where Yue Fandie and the others were still up, waiting for them. "Did you find anything, Brother?" asked the Lord of the Sanctuary. Chu Xun recounted everything that had happened to them. Yue Fandie's mood turned morose. "If it's true that the race of Zombies is on the rise, they will hunt for more human hearts. Damn it, how many human females will die..." "They are only just rising, so I don't think their numbers will be large. For now, we need to quickly locate their nest and slaughter them all," said Chu Xun.

Nico's POV: Everything was chaotic within my own body. A sensation that no vampire, no matter how old they were, could get used to. Something about the Blood Moon did this to us, enhanced our senses enough that it almost made us go insane. Our bodies would run on our deep-rooted instincts, making even the almost silent humming of a lightbulb sound like a blaring siren. Not to mention the immense pain that ran through our entire bodies for no reason other than to make us give in and let it take over.

The Golden Human stood in front of him, blocking more than a dozen frenzied five-order white-haired zombies. At the same time, the Iron Earth Ax pierced through the zombie horde, like cutting scrap wood, the ax blossomed, killing all of the first years of the year, and the fourth level white fox. At this time, the golden bug also killed a few, but because the late fifth-order bugger attacked it a little, but how long was it attacked by these zombies, just using the strong defense of the bug. Golden human, not compared with human race cultivator, as long as the spiritual stone is not destroyed, the level 5 white-haired zombie will not have a serious effect on its attack.

She shook her head, but her expression became hopeful and as they walked between the cages on their search for keys, she came to the door of her cage and wrapped her fingers around the bars, watching. There were twelve cages. Five with werewolf families in them, five with their males. One of the cages held a zombie missing its lower torso but still trying to drag itself across the floor in order to menace the man in the final cage. A man who wore a Van Helsing uniform and sat on his cot, his back to the zombie, his posture defeated. There was a bandage on his forearm.

He already knows what is wrong but he still needs to confirm. He studied the young woman's wounds. There are scratches around her arms and legs. Probably from the dragging by her predators. Jones is a vampire but after years of practicing self-control, he managed to make his senses devoid of any scent. If his guess was true, then this woman's blood wouldn't affect him no matter how addictive her blood is.

Enni's POV My heart pounded like a drum as I picked up the call from the mysterious lady, Zea. Her voice was hushed as if she held a secret of utmost importance. She wasted no time, urging me to meet her at a specified location within a mere two hours. The question echoed in my mind: What could this meeting possibly entail? Would it be a perilous adventure or an exhilarating experience? I tried to rein in my imagination, but my thoughts spiralled out of control, refusing to be tamed.

Such an amazing scene finally attracted many cultivators from further away as well, and when they saw that a zombie was able to fly through the sky and exterminate the Mo Clan's Mahayana cultivators as if they were slicing vegetables, someone immediately exclaimed out in shock, "It's a Flying Stiff! The legendary Immortal Zombie Phantom!" Corpse phantom in the ordinary world, also known as zombies, set of the world's grievances, take the world's dead, dark and born in the world to the power of the grudge, blood as food, according to the ancient Maoshan magic recorded, but where there are more than 1,000 years of grudges zombies, can be dead and alive, dead and not dead, flying, walking like

Screams tore through the B2 level. Martha and I bolted for the stairs. Marcus stumbled behind. The smell of blood hit us like a wall. In the makeshift chapel, Sister Catherine was on her knees before the cross. A bloody hole gaped in her neck. A zombie was hunched over her, greedily tearing at her flesh. It had crawled in through an air vent. “Oh God…” Marcus retched. I grabbed a nearby iron chalice and slammed it into the zombie’s head.

“It is enough to have to battle each other without throwing the human race into the mix.” “You war with each other?” Jasper asked with surprise. Rowan nodded. “Indeed,” he said, “The werewolf and vampire are fierce enemies.” “And zombies?” Jasper asked. “What about them?” “The zombie is a curious anomaly,” Rowan began. “Unlike the vampire or werewolf, it is not a creation from another dimension come here. A zombie is the result of a virus that takes hold of a recently deceased corpse and causes just enough animation to allow it to function in the most primitive of ways.”