After the Giant Zombie fell to the ground, like the other zombies in the village, it did not turn to ash or burst forth with Song Stone, nor did the wandering fruit appear thereafter.
Ma Lu knew the battle had not ended.
Sure enough, about half a minute later, the headless corpse on the ground shakily stood up, followed by other headless zombies in the village, rising one after another.
They seemed guided by something, stumbling towards the Giant Zombie, which then stretched out its large hand, grabbed the smaller zombies that approached, and violently embedded them into its own body.
In no time, the volume of the Giant Zombie had expanded several times, towering to a height of seven or eight meters, its appearance becoming more and more abstract.
It now had dozens of arms and legs but not a single head; jaggedly inserted into the nape of its neck were more zombies, those which it had assimilated still flailing their limbs.