Just like Ethan had predicted, the battle in Canada wasn't the end—it was just the beginning of the real war.
The Crimson Count's forces were starting to stir.
His adopted sons and daughters—each a warlord in their own right—commanded massive Zombie Hordes. Once they got the signal, they began converging on the United States.
These weren't just your average zombies either. There were all kinds of Zombie Kings, each more twisted and terrifying than the last. Mutant zombie beasts of every shape and size joined them—some flew through the skies, others slithered through rivers and oceans.
Some even crossed the sea on massive ships, or rode in on sea monsters, crashing through the waves like something out of a nightmare.
The hordes swept across the land like a plague, killing everything in their path. The whole world was thrown into chaos.
And just like that, all eyes turned to America.
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