Actual wave

Cutting through the zombies he blocks a bite aimed at his neck with his armour covered arm. Throwing the zombie off, he turns, slamming the wrist blade into the zombie. He slashes the other 1 hits an incoming 1.

Slashing down through it, he spins with both blade out her cuts them down knocking into a blood beast axe spark fly all around ducking he avoids an ongoing sword these accidental occurrence being from proximity.

pushing off it, he syncs attacks with the blood beast Slashing through the remaining stopping he walks over to 1 of the down Zombies Stabbing his blade brutally through his head.

"This felt almost too Easy". He Looks down the path a voice rings out [Corpse tide has begun]. The ground trembles within the Wasteland a massive gate appearing. Akiyama's eyes widen as his eyes flash before his eyes.

Falling down, he scoots backwards before Sonia Dashes down. Picking him up she drags him out of combat, tossing him onto the platform Augustine nodding "INTO POSITION!" Akiyama hyperventilates as his brain replays the scene leading to his coma.

His eyes dilate and widen rapidly. Sonia lands beside him, his vision too blurry to tell. The difference he Lashes Out slashing across her shoulder she plummets backwards looking at him terrified Akiyama grabs a hold of himself.

Augustine running towards him and restraining him "WHAT THE HELL HAS GOTTEN INTO YOU!" Augustine screams into his ears. Akiyama's eyes widen before he regains himself some more, looking around with slightly blurred vision.

He looks towards Sonia rapidly, seeing her backing off slowly. "I'm sorr-" he stops himself. Sonia looking at him with fear and anger. He stands up "It seems I have some personal problems to deal with".

He leaves, heading towards the HQ structure, looking back once his eyes narrow before looking at the gate, a fear striking him again. Stopping himself, he climbs into the building. Sitting down in the Chair he puts his hands on his head.

"I attacked 1 of my own allies. " tears slowly flow from his eyes "What the hell got into me? I just looked at the gate". His body subconsciously shivers at the word gate. The horde pours out majority going towards Chen.

groaning and shambling towards the Large city atop cities. A quarter of the colossal horde breaking off heading towards Akiyama's area, the Techniks Preach "They need No water OR sleep NOR FOOD THEY LACK MORALE AND DO NOT REST NOR SHOULD WE FIGHT TO ARE LAST BREATH!"

The Knights cheer Akiyama Remaining within the HQ Isolating himself downplaying his will every second "What the hell was I thinking back then Fighting that I Am not God". he bites his lips blood leaking down the sit of his mouth Augustine continues directing the troops outside.

'Release all my pets' The eldritch Smirks releasing the scythes Monster onto the world "Your MASTER CALL UPON You, FIGHT TO THE LAST!" Ebon immediately looks for an area to produce his sentries from seeing none.

he glances at her. "Oh sorry, he forgot about that. I suppose I can help you". She Sends Stone from the storehouse to Ebon. controlling it he melts the stone into, magma absorbing it around his body. He grows in size groaning in power it solidifies weaponry. Emerging from him, he jumps off land in the water.

it slashes up. nobody hit he looks at the one way, placing himself in an area angled towards the gate. He stamps his feet in the water hovering around him per the eldritch. Melting again, he turns his golem layer into thousands of weapons.

sitting atop in his normal form, The Gatling guns spin upholding fire waiting for the volley sentence Volcanic Rockets fire off his back ahead the entrance of the wall landing with 5 yards between it and the entrance.

the ground melting from its solid form before shifting into sentries itself the rest of his weapons hold their fire the water floods around him again his body connect under the soil to a lava source he continues melting a constantly cycling the magma.

Augustine scratch his solid metal helmet. "I don't think we'll even need Akiyama with that firepower" he looks towards the HQ The room inside pure darkness, a soft sad Snicker echoing throughout the empty room.

A man sits facing towards a thing. "if I can't see it, I can fight without issue. " He makes contacts that edit reality in his vision to erase it. The gate remains open, releasing more. Akiyama continues to madly giggle.

Continuing to work on the lens to alternate reality Lens. The horde fragment rushes towards the sentries, which immediately fire on them, killing them in swaths, those who make it past getting gunned down.

The larger portions of the swarm being thinned as they rush across the bridge. Those who fall in paralyzed as they slowly disintegrated twisted Rotted Faces. Glare around rushing towards the group. The Techniks scream, "HOLD STRONG MEN!" they keep formation.

The Gatling cut even more of the Zombies down as they continue solely blasting at the entrance point more kinetic weaponry, activating as "Boom". The bullets blaze across the pathway, the Zombies drooling as they approach the Exo knights readying their weapons.

"1 SLASH!" The front row lifts their weapons, slashing down, cutting the first row of zombies within reach, the second slash horizontal right before pulling back left. The First row thrust their blades upwards, cutting through the zombies. the Vegnets aim their weapons, shooting at an angle into the horde, knocking them back.

"VOLLEY!" the first volley of arrows shots out billowing through the air. They arc, down raining death on the Zombies "AERIAL SUPPORT" They walk to Augustine "Akiyama didn't give us the repeating crossbow".

Augustine sighs "go get Lythinma. " Sonia fires the bow from the air into the horde to kill 1 zombie at a time. Then there, grab Lythinma. "get your man to build us a repeating crossbow". Lythinma sigh knocking on the door.

"I'm coming in." She opens it, seeing darkness. The lights flicker. On a mess is strung about the floor as she hears a low chuckle from the workshop. "is he having Fun well they're risking their lives". she walks into the workshop