Now we have to go from forward
From the dryer
From this, I, on his behalf
We must leave the land that has turned into a graveyard
It turned into something like a graveyard…
Handle it—those things that have fallen anyway..
Crying zombie
Continuous sonic scream
Surrounding enemy confusion and fear
Cluster decay body
Multiple corpses entangle and move as one
Creates a separated small zombie on attack
Everbite tracker
The joint is bent in the opposite direction
Rushes forward as if crawling swiftly
Infection vector
Spray bodily fluids instead of biting
If correct, it is an infected state
Bone-exposing rushing body
Most of the skin is peeling
Self-destruct after a charge attack
Shadow infectious agent
Only active in the dark
Weak to light
A corpse with a slumped neck
The neck elongates lengthily
Long-range biting
Multiple arm zombies
Four arms, six
Continuous rapid-fire attack
They are coming in a rush
Only the winds
And it attacks from the lights
Attack from the ceiling of light
And it attacks from the sound waves, and so on
And attack from the music
I do it
It attacks from the frost fans
And it attacks from the heatwaves
They try to attack the dark agglomerations
I intend to attack from the lights
From the shining ones