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During the Dark Ages

If the world had ended with powerful undeads around every corner, what would you do? Would hide from the world and slowly die or would you fight for your life and happiness If you were given the power to fight for your survival at the risk of your own humanity, what would you do? Would you fear that power or would you grasp it with both hands and fight until your last breath. [Author here! If you are enjoying this book then feel free to vote for it using power stones! This will allow me to post more chapters a day. Starting today I will post one bonus chapter a day for every ten power stone. Please Enjoy.]

shadowlord4318 · Fantasy
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195 Chs

Chapter 5 Action(2)

I pulled the knife out of the woman's skull with a lot of effort, I wiped the brain matter and blood on her dirty lab coat. Walking out of the room I searched for the other two thralls. I walked through the bloodied corridors of the hospital hoping to find the monster that mutilated all these corpses and created such a horror scene instead of running as far as possible. Ridiculous. I soon found another thrall, unlike the last two it wasn't standing around sniffing the air instead it was munching on a corpse. Shaking my head, I took out a stapler to throw at the thrall and attract it's attention.

*Growl*

I suddenly froze as I heard a growl from behind me. Not hesitating at all I swung my arm holding the stapler back towards the source of the growl. I struck the undead in it's face causing it to step back a bit then iI grabbed the knife from around my waste and struck at the undead's head but it swung it's hand at me causing it to be impaled on it. Not deterred I pulled a scalpel from my waste and stabbed it in the eye and pinned the monster to the ground.

[-4 LP]

As I struggled to kill the monster I suddenly felt something hit me in the back causing me to fall off the undead. Getting onto my feet I saw the undead that was feasting in the corridor standing above the other one. It was standing up, with the scalpel still sticking from it's eye, growling at me. I didn't think twice before starting to run and the two monsters chased after me as they snarled and growled at me. I remember running through corridor after corridor looking in every room and somehow I found myself in a cold storage unit with vials filled with what I can only assume were vaccines. I was cornered like prey as my predators entered the unit after me.

The thralls ran at me with a hungry fervor and swung their claws at me with the desire of ripping me apart. I tried to dodge as best as I could but every now and then I would be hit by a their claws. As I thought I was going to die under their joint assault I noticed something...they were slowing down. It was very subtle so I couldn't be sure but I was able to dodge more of their strikes now which I didn't think was a coincidence. As the fight went on I started to notice them getting slower and slower then a thought entered my mind. Undeads were technically just walking corpses, Demon Miasma or not their bodies couldn't produce heat so. Suddenly a feral grin formed on my mouth as I lunged at the first undead and pulled my knife from it's hand while dodging a claw strike from the second one. 

I gripped knife tightly and lunged at the second one, I swung my knife at it's neck cutting into it then I kicked in the chest pulling my knife out. The first lunged at me for a bite but I spun around and held the back of it's head and slammed it onto the floor. I remember hearing a sickening crack as the scalpel pushed itself further into it's skull, reaching it's frozen brain and killing it. I turned around to see the second one walking towards me slowly, I ran towards it and tackled it to the ground with a vengeance. I pushed my knife down onto it's head horizontally as it scratched at me with it's claws but I didn't care I was furious. I continued pushing down on the knife with all my might and eventually I decapitated the monster as it's ugly blue head rolled onto the floor leaking black blood. 

I slumped onto the cold floor exhausted as I was finally able to kill the five undeads that lurked the corridors of the hospital.

[You have slain a level 3 undead thrall. You have gained 30 exp.]

[Congratulations you have gained a level.]

[You have slain a level 3 undead thrall. You have gained 30 exp.]

[Congratulations you have gained a level.]

[Evolution will now begin.]

Before I could comprehend what was happening Demon Miasma started flowing out of my body and covering me forming a cocoon. I shouted and tried to release myself from the dark empty space and then after that the only thing I remember was pain.