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The Laughter From a Maniac

How on earth this fellow manage to find such a small clue?

The symbol is on her forehead but the extreme wound on her face makes her face turns into a face of abomination, no one would last longer than five seconds to that hideous face!

At first glance towards the eye symbol, it would look like another eye on her face instead of a symbol.

Mutant beast zombies often have many eyes, whether it was on their forehead, limbs, and even stomach. It goes without saying that Tornado didn't realize that the Erena he fought all along has an eye symbol.

He shrugged off that thought. So what if I didn't realize that bitch has an eye symbol on her forehead?

get_rekt 92 couldn't help but feeling something is amiss. An Erena has an eye symbol on her forehead is very strange, the possibility is that she got captured and also tamed is quite high but what kind of organization to be able to pull such a trick? Taming a mutated zombie beast should be an impossible feat but looks like this changed it all.

"What's your name again? Tornado right? I think the party we about to against is someone that should not be messed with."

There are so many guilds in the game and the strongest ones are very huge like behemoths. They are very strong and big that they need to build an HQ instead of a base.

Especially those who were lurking in the dark.

"I'm only asking you to find the one who is messing with me and nothing more."

Seemingly not interested in the consequences of involvement in the matter, he said up above and then added.

"You should follow me from the shadows for the time being while searching the information about them."

They seemed to be interested to get her and it will only a matter of time till they show themselves, and until then, he could prepare himself.

get_rekt 92 understand his intention and nodded, few seconds later in the vicinity, the humanoid robot came back with hordes of zombies following it from behind.

The young girl is charred black and she is unconscious, her body is on the robot's shoulder. Wonder if that was comfortable? Tornado said as he pinches his chin.

"get_rekt, you should head back to the car, I'll head back after having fun. Don't worry! These weaklings are ez!"

As soon he said those words and flew towards the undead, get_rekt 92 thought.

There are about… a hundred of them. How the heck these zombies spawned that much? Is the city really conquered?

get_rekt 92 head back to the car without paying much heed to the bizarreness, the only answer probably due to a glitch or maybe a bug.

"Head back to the car. I'll wipe out them clean!" Tornado said to the humanoid robot on the ground after few minutes of flying in the sky above the apocalypse city.

The humanoid robot nodded and a blue flame came out from its back. The flame is very small but enough to make it ascend to the sky, heading to the standstill floating car.

"Now. Let me see what's the best weapon to erase all of you from existence."

He said as he browsing his weapon inventory, it was a circular menu with 11 weapons. The weapon inventory is very similar to that in GTA V.

Namely handgun, machine gun, rifle, assault rifle, shotgun, missiles, grenade, short combat weapons, bombs, bow and arrow, flamethrower and that's eleven.

Weird, it should be 12… Well anyway.

He chooses the machine gun category and swipes his hand to the right for few times, searching for the most suitable toy with many expressions on his face.

The zombies don't stand still either, they change their target to the human in front of them

A few seconds later, he found a suitable toy.

"Oh yeah!" He said excitingly, he wanted to try this weapon for a very long time but didn't have the time to do so.

The machine gun materialized from pixels then fell to his hand, he immediately grabs it but contrary to his expectation, the machine gun is very heavy, weighing to 60kilograms, he almost fell to the ground because of it but manage to stand the weight. He adjusts the heavy machine gun to the most comfortable one and then, it was ready for action.

He descended to the ground with a smile and a huge weapon in his embrace.

Zombies tilted their heads in confusion, while other people tremble in fear and ran away, this fellow come at them with a smile, a warm one at that.

One zombie couldn't help but felt goosebumps and cold shudders.

With shrieks and screams, they ran towards him with their mess up heads. Some zombies are appeared to be gorier while others appeared to be just fine, well it matters not.

Rain of bullets is piercing the undead as soon they march forward at a fast pace.

At this point, a deep frown etched on Tornado's face. It was not because the zombies are weak or the weapon is strong that makes the zombies appeared to be weak, no, not that. It just…

"Hit me more!" A woman shouted. Her voice is echoed in the air but there's no one there except a man and the undead.

Every time a bullet landed on one of the undead.

"Hit me more!" gets louder and louder. Honestly, Tornado is almost depressed.

Why the he*k I spent five months just to get this thing? He thought himself.

Others participating in an event to get powerful and badass weapons, yet him, get a weapon shouted "hit me more!" every time a bullet hit.

Still, the fact that this machine gun could last longer without overheat is an extra point on itself.

He shrugged his shoulders and sighed, he couldn't do anything about it too. So the very least he could do is, joining the fun!

"Hit me more!"

"You like that? Papa Tornado have it more!"

"Hit me more!"

"Ahahaha." He bursts out in laughter like a maniac slaughterer that was on the edge of losing its rationality.

get_rekt 92: "…"

The two humanoid robots: "…"

The trio began to think, how on earth I ended up with a guy like that?

Especially for get_rekt 92, he wondering if he makes the right decision to follow that guy.

Zombies didn't give up to get their one human fresh flesh ready to serve but no matter how hard they tried, they went to where they belong, the afterlife.

While up above is happening, in the eight-city, Eright Gradibus Dahara City. A young man killed five zombie boss nonchalantly and stands in the middle of them without getting injured.

"These zombies somehow getting weaker." He said as he walks to the corpse to analyze them.

After analyzed it from top to toe, he shook his head then stand up but as soon he stands up, he received a chat message from his friend.

"Dude! Someone managed to find the Golden Easter Egg."

Reading those words, his eyebrows shot up. He replied by typing on the holographic keyboard, "who?"

A simple message but that should be enough.

"It was someone from the second city. According to my intel, a guild from the dark already set their eyes on him. Should we attack him to get it?"

He then pinches his chin after reading those words, seemingly in deep thought.

"We're not barbarians. The Golden Easter Egg is important but that doesn't have anything to do with us. Ignore him for a while, sent someone to search the background about that player."

Close the chat message feature and stared at the blue sky, he muttered.

"Looks like a new age is about to begin."

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Back to Tornado, the hundreds of zombies significantly decreased. The remainings could count with fingers.

"Hit me more!" Such voices echoed in the air.

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