Chapter 1326

I had some concern that the zombie queen was hiding in another room, but I didn’t believe that she did. Rather, she was hiding deep within the crowd of zombies, using them to protect herself. As soon as she touched the light trap, she had been injured directly and let out a cry. I immediately took the opportunity, sending all of the hordes toward her, and then leaping up. My eyes turned to pinpricks as I scanned for anything that might be them.

In reality, I had no clue what I was looking for. What did a zombie queen look like? It theoretically could look like any of those down there. I also wasn’t above finding out the zombie queen was a guy. I had already been fooled with bandit kings, so I wasn’t going to assume sex at this point. However, I was focusing on searching for a girl.Nêww chapters will be fully updated at novelhall.com

I was imagining a zombified version of Elaya, bloodied, rotten, and missing chunks of flesh. I should point out that this look didn’t appeal to me in the slightest. I had experienced the undead many times since coming to this world, and I had never met an attractive undead. A few ghosts could be cute, but never the undead.

My eyes caught just a flash of silver hair. “That’s it!”

However, if the zombie horde could be controlled directly by the boss, it might be possible to send them out to capture and bring back other creatures for harvest. In short, I could create a means of dungeon production using a zombie horde.

With that thought in my mind, I realized I had to catch this boss alive and tame it immediately. Any other boss would potentially be too difficult, and likely wouldn’t be able to help me fulfill my goals as efficiently as a zombie queen.

I chopped through a dozen zombies, and as soon as I saw that silver hair again, I reached out and snatched them. The zombies naturally reacted, lunging toward me, but I pushed off, ripping them out of the crowd of zombies.

“Gotcha!” I cried out, leaping up into the air and activating my monster taming skills. “You’re mine now! Submit to me-ahhh!”

In my arms was a little girl, perhaps no older than ten. She looked up at me with terror-filled eyes, and then she burst out into tears wailing. The zombie queen was a little girl... and I made her cry.