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Zombolution: Unleash the Undying Power

In the wake of the apocalypse, betrayal doesn't just stab you in the back—it bites. Zorvax learned this the hard way. Abandoned by those he trusted, he didn't just become another number in the legion of the undead. No, his fate was far more peculiar. "I thought death was the end... I was wrong," Zorvax mutters, his voice a gravelly echo of his former self. He's a zombie, but with a twist—he's got his human mind intact. Trapped in a decaying body with an insatiable hunger, Zorvax finds himself in a gruesome predicament that's just the beginning of his ordeal. Enter the 'Zombolution System,' a mysterious power he awakens that's as cryptic as it is potent. "They wanted a monster? I'll show them the true meaning of terror," Zorvax boasts, with a smirk only a sentient zombie could muster. This dark gift is his ticket to ascend beyond a mere walking corpse, promising to unlock abilities that could crown him the emperor of the undead. As Zorvax hones his newfound skills, the line between man and monster blurs. Will his human intellect triumph, or will the beast within claim the throne? "This world has no place for the weak," he arrogantly declares, ready to challenge fate itself.

HaozDancer · Fantaisie
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287 Chs

Killing The Humans Barehanded

Zorvax turned to Ophelia, his eyes reflecting a firm resolve. "I want to handle this one on my own," he stated, his voice steady and determined. His stance showed unmistakable confidence, a clear sign of his readiness to take on the challenge ahead.

Ophelia, understanding his intent, nodded. Her face was calm, a serene contrast to their tense atmosphere. "I know you can handle it," she said, her voice supportive.

She took a few careful steps back, ensuring Zorvax had ample room to maneuver, yet her gaze remained intently focused on the unfolding scenario, ready to intervene if needed.

Zorvax then flashed a confident smile and, in a fluid motion, casually tossed his flame sword to the side. The sword clattered against the ground, its fiery glow dimming as it left his hand.