"W-WHAT?!"
More hands popped up as the bodies pulled themselves up. This was impossible! The cemetery was empty!
Slappy stared in amazement and laughed again.
"Well, will you look at that?!" He laughed. "This thing makes new friends for me! I'm sure they'll liven up when in my LIVING room! Hahahahahahahaha!"
The zombies growled and roared as they rose with pink glowing lights in their eyes. Cobalt recognized the clothing. These were 19th century peasants and villagers: A whole MOB of zombies! There was even a hearse driver, a bride, and a groom!
More zombies rose as the stone zapped more of the ground, bringing up pitchforks and lit flaming torches with them as they groaned and staggered towards the Midnight Society!
"Oh COME on, THIS old thing?!" Lissandra growled. "Never thought I'd see the tables turn like this!"
"Monsters will be monsters, I suppose!" Slappy giggled. "Seems like I've got some new slaves! Alright, you brainless minions…SCARE THEIR PANTS OFF!"
With both angry and hungry roars and moans, the zombies staggered forward with sharp pitchforks and flaming torches in hand. Instantly, the hunters sprung into action!
Cobalt blocked a pitchfork stab with his shield and decapitated one zombie to pop the head off. Kruu only put out the fires, and when Wargon was hit on the head with an extinguished stick, he only punched the zombie's brains out!
"BRAAAIIINNNSSS….."
"Yeah if you had 'em, you'd be a lot less DUMBER!" Lissandra roars before using her fire breath to light more of the zombies' torches, as well as a lot MORE than the torches!
Meanwhile, the zombies themselves weren't much by themselves, but in a group they proved a bigger threat. They only ended up becoming monster food. Hannah even possessed one zombie and had it bite another, earning it a pitchfork stab to the head and brain.
However, Slappy only laughed as he had the mysterious pink stone summon forth even MORE zombies! Aside from the usual two mob weapons, these zombies also had other villager and peasant tools, such shovels, brooms, rakes, axes, and scythes. Some even threw molotov cocktails!
Disarming the zombies (sometimes literally) was the easy part. Mages even caught some molotovs and tossed them right back, burning the zombies.
Yet some zombies began screaming, running, and lunging at the hunters. They only got them killed again even quicker.
This continued for a while. Some zombies got disintegrated, mauled, eaten, burned, sliced, decapitated, whacked, shot with magic, chopped, cursed to die when they touched someone, bitten, vaporized, and other various and creative ways.
But something was wrong. More kept rising up when some others were killed. There would soon be too many of them!
"The stone! Get the stone!" Cobalt said. No wonder E.M.M.I. said it was dangerous in the wrong hands! This would be Slappy's cheat code to getting an instant and infinite army!
Lucy flew upwards and lunged for Slappy, but a single blast of dark magic sent her flying into a tombstone. Mirpo opened fire, but Slappy's barrier protected him effortlessly!
"Hahahahahahahahaha!" He laughed. "It's HOPELESS, you fools! I can spawn as many of these ghouls as I want, so you can't possibly win against HUNDREDS of hordes! It's only a matter of time before you're bitten and turned! Nice knowing you, DUMMIES! Hahahahahaha!"
Cobalt felt his zombie phobia kicking in as he slashed at another to down it. Slappy was known to be a liar. There's no WAY he could spam that spawn button over and over! That stone HAD to have some kind of limit!
R…RIGHT?!
He unleashed an uppercut to behead another, and the hunters grouped together. Slappy was even far stronger than before! At this rate, as long as they were distracted by the horde, there was no WAY they could get that stone away from him, let alone even TOUCH him!
Another zombie moaned loudly as it began to move towards the group…
When a motorbike slammed into its jaw tire-first!
The head flew off as a figure leapt off the bike, which ended up landing perfectly near another horde!
"WHAT?!"
Slappy turned as the figure landed. It rose to reveal itself as…a man!
A blonde man with green eyes, his nose and mouth covered by a bandana. He wore a brown fedora and a jacket, with some armor covering the shoulders and a bullet-proof vest. In one hand he readied a katana. In another, he had a double-barreled shotgun. He sheathed his katana on his back and eyed Slappy fiercely, his eyes glowing with green fire.
"You've just made Slappy VERY unhappy." Slappy growled. "You've interrupted my fun. I don't know WHO the heck you are, but I don't care. I feel like being a bully right now…"
The man only responded by loading his shotgun with two bullets, and beginning to play Disturbed's Indestructible on his phone. Full blast.
And then, he cocked his shotgun with a CHA-CHICK! And on cue, the zombies roared and charged!