Chapter 48: Playing With Fire

Blaze rubbed his forehead. As a zombie, he couldn't suffer headaches, yet felt like he was. Multiple routes to progress were laid before him, only to be blocked at the last turn.

Meanwhile, Marrow was hard at work. Perhaps she was overcompensating to prove her loyalty.

Both golden and black tendrils were flowing out of her constantly. New skeletons were being added to the ranks.

That's when Blaze noticed something.

Whenever the golden tendril accidentally touched an undead, it shriveled up instantly. The same was the case for the frogkins, but when black tendrils touched them.

The black tendrils can heal the undead, while the gold ones harm them. And vice versa for the living.

Black tendrils…

A smile formed on Blaze's lips. Perhaps infecting a hundred undead wouldn't be a tiresome task like he had assumed. He opened the map of the zoo and began looking around for something.

There they are.