Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives - Chapter 1354

Chapter 1354: Horny Zombies?

Chapter 1354: Horny Zombies?

Villain Ch 1354.

Horny Zombies?

The sound grew louder-shambling, dragging footsteps accompanied by guttural moans.

Then they appeared.

Not one or two, but a whole crowd of figures stumbling toward them from the shadows.

They were unmistakably undead, but not the usual kind.

Allen’s jaw dropped, his brain refusing to process what he was seeing.

“Uh… what the hell?” The creatures were naked-completely, unapologetically naked.

Their decayed skin clung to their skeletal frames, but what stood out wasn’t the rotting flesh or the way their joints moved unnaturally.

No, it was the bizarre, horrifying expressions on their faces.

They didn’t look angry or hungry.

They looked… eager.

Passion Rotter F <Level 170> Passion Rotter M <Level 172> The group stood there, silent and speechless, as the undead shuffled closer.

The moans weren’t the usual guttural growls either-they were… suggestive.

Almost like someone took a bad p0rn audio track and mashed it with a zombie horror flick.

Zoe was the first to break the silence, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

“I don’t know if this is better or worse than the last ocean dungeon where we fought mermen in beach pants, holding pans and bottles of tartar sauce.” Alice nodded solemnly.

“This is just as bad.

Maybe worse.

At least the mermen didn’t… moan like that.” Allen let out a strangled noise somewhere between a groan and a whimper.

“Why are they all horny?” His voice was laced with both complaint and utter bafflement.

Jane shrugged nonchalantly.

“Maybe it’s because of you,” she said, her tone so indifferent it only made the jab hit harder.

“They all look like your simps.” The girls turned to Allen in unison, their stares flat and unimpressed.

Allen swept his gaze over them, his expression equal parts disbelief and exasperation.

“So it’s my fault again?

Seriously?” “Don’t be sad, Allen,” Larissa quipped, a sly smirk tugging at her lips.

“You’re in my shoes now.

It’s a good look for you.” Before Allen could muster a comeback, Bella stepped forward, her voice cutting through the absurdity like a blade.

“Should we kill them first?” Her eyes narrowed.

“They’re getting closer.” “All yours, Bella,” Allen said quickly, backing up a step.

“Please, for the love of all things unholy, just get rid of them.” Bella smirked, raising her hand.

Electricity crackled around her fingertips, the air buzzing with raw power.

“Thunder Storm,” she intoned, her voice steady and commanding.

The sky above them darkened, and a blinding bolt of lightning arced down, splitting the air with a deafening crack.

The area lit up like daylight for a split second, illuminating the grotesque forms of the Passion Rotters before they disintegrated into ash and smoke.

The lingering scent of ozone replaced the earlier stench.

Once the dust settled, the group stood in silence.

“Well,” Zoe said, breaking the quiet.

“That was… something.” “Something indeed,” Allen muttered, running a hand through his hair.

“Can we all agree to never speak of this again?” “No promises,” Jane said with a cheeky grin.

“This is comedy gold.” Allen groaned, his head tipping back as he muttered under his breath.

“I’m cursed.

I’m actually cursed.” Larissa patted his shoulder with mock sympathy.

“Welcome to the club, Allen.

It’s not so bad once you get used to it.” Alice, meanwhile, was staring at the spot where the undead had been, her expression thoughtful.

“You know,” she began, “if someone actually designed those things, they need therapy.

Immediately.” Shea sighed, crossing her arms.

“And yet, we’re the ones who had to deal with them.

Thanks, game design.” Zoe shot Allen a glance, her lips twitching into a smirk.

“You wanted to blow off steam, right?

Mission accomplished.” “Not like this,” Allen groaned, throwing his hands up.

“Not like this.” The group finally moved forward, leaving the charred remains of the undead behind.

But the absurdity of what they’d just faced lingered.

“Next time,” Allen said, his voice firm, “I’m picking the dungeon.

And it’s going to be normal.

No weird undead, no horny monsters, just something simple.

Like a dragon.

Or a giant spider.” “Dragons and spiders, huh?” Larissa teased, her lips curling into a sly smirk.

“How quaint.” Allen sighed, his shoulders slumping as he trudged along the uneven path.

“That’s better than all of this,” he muttered, waving his hand vaguely at the creepy scenery.

“I mean… Why horny undead?

Who even thinks of that?” Zoe snorted, walking alongside him with her arms crossed.

“Do you think this is your sister’s job, Allen?” she asked casually, glancing at him from the corner of her eye.

“Emma does have a knack for messing things up in the weirdest ways.

Her creativity’s on another level, you know.” Allen shot her a skeptical look.

“Emma?

You really think she’d create… that?” He gestured behind them toward the smoldering remains of the Passion Rotters, his tone dripping with disbelief.

“She might be creative, but she’s not insane.” Zoe tilted her head, considering.

“Oh, I don’t know about that,” she said, her voice light and teasing.

“And honestly?

You’re not much better.

I mean, you’re a harem writer, right?

Kinda the same thing, if you think about it.

You just choose a different medium to channel your creativity.” Allen stopped dead in his tracks.

His brain felt like it had short-circuited.

“Wait, what?” His voice cracked slightly as he turned to stare at Zoe, wide-eyed.

“That’s… that’s not even remotely the same!” Zoe shrugged, clearly enjoying his reaction.

“Sure it is.

You both make weird stuff that people either love or can’t stop talking about.

Emma just does it in-game, and you do it on paper.

Or… you know, whatever writers use these days.” Allen froze, his mind racing.

He opened his mouth to argue, to deny, to say anything, but nothing came out.

Instead, a horrifying realization hit him like a truck.

Emma did have that kind of creativity.

She’d always been eccentric, always pushing boundaries, always coming up with ideas that made people stop and wonder if she was a genius or just completely unhinged.

‘WHAT THE HELL?!’ Allen screamed internally.

‘HOW COULD I NOT REALIZE THAT?!’ “This is not possible…” he muttered aloud, his voice barely audible as he stared blankly ahead, lost in his spiraling thoughts.

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