On the desolate highway, a number of off-road vehicles collided with each other like a school of dead sardines. The burnt-out engines were emitting searing thick smoke, and the fleeing survivors barely smashed open the necrotic car doors, clambering out with difficulty.
The dizziness from the collision left them feeling like the world was spinning, and many knelt on the ground to retch, vomiting thick, foul-smelling black liquid that gave off waves of corpse stench.
These Evolvers ought not to be so frail; only in the transformation stage after being infected with the Corruption Virus would they be so weakened. Some were morphing into deformed aberrations, while others were about to transform into highly adapted Mortal Bodies.
For the infected, every second of existence was agony; they couldn't drink or eat any water and food tainted by the infection, and with every breath, they inhaled the Corruption Virus, even contracting pores would let in the putrid scent.
