"One hundred meters!"

"~~" Ming re-inspected the middle-aged beauty. 

Pangu spoke up again skeptically. "You're sure you come in alone?"

"Yes~" Ming stood tall and proper.

Pangu pointed behind him. "With tens of thousands of zombies?" 

"~~" Ming turned to see Napoleon's forces present - zombies, beast zombies, flying leeches, stone ogres, cyclops zombies... tens of thousands in all.

Finally here!

They were still outnumbered but no longer so heavily surrounded. After drifting at sea and marching inland, injecting the blood of slain gods, the zombie legions had evolved repeatedly. Even the weakest now 5-star Kings. 

Emperors formed the core forces with no less than a few Epic legends. Raoul, Frank, and Kyomoto Jiro were now 1-star Legends. The Pig Demon had become a 3-star Legend.

Poseidon...let's not go there. On dry land without water, his strength was heavily discounted. Proof he was a true water-attuned being.