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Chapter 150 - The Madly Dancing Zombies

In front of the foggy forest mansion, Mamoru and his friends held their breath. Before them stood Zombie Count Robele, and his subordinates.

"Ohohohoho!! Even as a zombie, I must be noble and beautiful!!"

As if in response to Robele's voice, his subordinates suddenly stomped their feet and gracefully raised their hands.

And then, they danced.

And it wasn't just any dance. It was a Thriller-style dance that would have surprised Michael Jackson himself. They swayed their hips, stretched their arms to the sky, and stomped their feet, dancing in a frenzy within the miasma-filled forest.

"...Uh, wait, what is this..."

Even Tiris's calm expression couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"Mamoru... is this what it means to be killed by dancing zombies while you're still alive...?"

Amy hugged her insect cage and took a step back.

"No... this is scarier than insects... why are they dancing...?"

Defray stepped forward and took a tackling stance.

"...No, I can't charge in either!! Stop swaying your hips!!"

Koni-chan shouted.

"Dance to death...?! No, no, seriously, I can't do this!!"

Robele laughed loudly.

"That face of yours needs a little fixing up... into a zombie face♡."

His subordinates danced even more fiercely. They thrust one hand out, placed the other on their hip, and smoothly extended one leg forward. It was an abnormal sight, a fusion of hell and a ballroom, a horde of madly dancing dead.

Mamoru clutched his head.

"Damn it... we can't fight!! Being crushed by a dance, is this a joke!!"

Tiris calmly calculated.

"...Psychological warfare. This is the type that wears you down just by watching."

Amy sighed softly.

"Mamoru, I feel like we're going to lose before we even fight..."

However, Mamoru looked at his friends and clenched his fist.

"...In times like these, we need to stay calm. They're just dancing, not attacking. First, we observe."

Robele spun around, his frilled hem flaring out as he danced.

"Ohohoho! Dance, my zombies! Even if we're rotten, a ball must be beautiful♡."

His subordinates responded, picking up the tempo even more. In the forest fog, the Thriller-style zombie dance continued endlessly. Mamoru and his friends could only calmly devise a countermeasure while internally retorting to the absurdity.

"...No, I'm gonna die laughing at this..."

For a moment, the boundary between reality and the game blurred in Mamoru's mind. But even in the face of dancing zombies, he and his evolved friends were already thinking of their next move.