Killing Grimm; Graveyard of Gods

Chapter 26, My Heartless Godess.

Sweet crimson blood dripped from Lilith's nose, the armour she summoned was battered and tattered by claws and bites from the army of zombies, a knee was on the floor as her eyes recoiled in despair.

She tightly held her halberds and endlessly hacked away at the army of undead recklessly besieging her.

Each individual bite might not do much damage to her armour, but it's a totally different story when coming from dozens of mindless zombies.

"Bloom".

A single word was all a state level blessed needed to utilise a God like authority.

And in response millions of vines sprouted from the ground, accompanied by a sweet rosy scent which was immediately followed by beautiful red roses that literally bloomed from the dead, The spikes did most of the job as she skewered dead men for the sake of salvation.

ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.

Lilith smiled in derision as more zombies jumped down from the upper floors, and the fact that the dead men were somehow capable of coordinating their attacks was what trul