Felix Vows Revenge For His Zombies

The ten Warriors gazed all around at the carnage. Their bright yellow eyes trembled in disbelief, "What the... Why would our blood do this?"

His eyes squeezed up, his face ashen from despair. His eyes wandered to one of the broken houses, he caught a glimpse of a tiny paw crumbled underneath the rubble. "Why?"

His eyes flickered, his head swinging to the Orcs marching together at him, "Why?" His fist blasted into the ground, "WHY WOULD YOU ALL DO THIS?"

"EVEN IF YOU WISHED TO REBEL!! HAD YOU FORGOTTEN YOUR SHAME SO MUCH THAT YOU NOT ONLY IGNORED A CHALLENGE BUT ALSO MASSACRED ALL THE INNOCENT BLOOD?" His eyes turned a violent red.

Snorting heavily, he glanced at all his brothers, "My comrades... today, let's all make an example. An example fit for everyone who wishes to resist or rebel against us. An example... out of these disgusting boars!"

The Orcs behind him shivered from what he had uttered. Being labeled a boar as an Orc... was the highest level of loath they could be tainted with. From long, long ago, a deep enmity had existed between them and the other races of their ancestry. They could still somewhat bear the Hogs... but Boars were just the worst!

If they had been given a choice to evolve into a higher Orc or to get a few Boars out of this world, they would choose the latter without hesitation.

The other Orcs oinked behind him, their eyes burning from rage.

One of them laid out the truth they had been canceling behind him, "What if one of these children hadn't matured yet? We can't even eat them, unlike the old ones."

Drool dripped down the Orc's mouth as he gazed at the ripened meat laying all around. The others behind him nodded.

"Killing young, innocent children is just too disgusting. Their flesh has a terrible taste, is hard, and is so little that it doesn't even feel as if I have eaten something." One of them voiced out his complaints. Earning the approval of his brothers.

"Alright! Remember what his majesty said! We can have a feast if we kill these rebelling bitches and bring back their carcass!" The Warrior Orc in the lead reminded the rest. His violent red eyes flickered from frenzy, his saliva-coated tongue hanging out of his jaw like a dog's.

"Guiiii!" The Zombie Orcs groaned and strode over toward the horde.

"Alright! Let's start butchering our meal!" One of them raised his fist in delight, bumping up everyone's morale.

"FOLLOW AFTER ME! THOSE FOOLS AREN'T EVEN GOING TO BE ABLE TO TAKE TWO ROUNDS FROM ME WITH ALL OUR COMBINED MIGHT!" The Warrior Orc huffed out a hot breath and blasted toward the Zombies with all his power.

As his head bashed inside the Zombie's gut, the poor undead hurled back like a doll and blasted into one of his own.

Felix, pissed off at the fact that his arm had healed instead of his foot, saw a pop-up in front of him.

[Your Zombie Orc has been injured!]

[Caution! Your infected Zombie Orcs have engaged powerful enemies!]

"Grrr!" Felix's eyes glinted, and his lips morphed into a sneer as he struggled to his feet.

With the chunk Seth had hurled him, his arm has wholly recovered and even his foot had tilted a bit to his original direction.

He gripped his fist tightly, dragging his foot, he inched closer. His wobbly sight affixed on the house Seth had been buried in.

His pupils slowly rotated toward his Zombie Orcs.

The Warriors, whose presence emboldened the Orcs into action, kept brutalizing his infected.

His eyes remained glued to the fight, with his bad sight coupled with the bright bulb-like Warriors, he never allowed the Warriors to escape from his sight.

"Grrr!" Felix's fist snapped shut, and his eyes boiled up. Something ached inside him, something inside him felt mocked by this scene, he felt it wasn't his Zombies being thrashed around. But he, himself!

"GRRRR!" Felix's eyes fell upon the Orc whose meat Seth had thrown toward him.

His gaping maw slammed down at it and tore off his flesh.

[Congratulations! You have devoured low-quality flesh. Your wounds have recovered!]

His broken foot resettled back into its original place.

Felix felt everything that had been sapped from him return. His hand hurled down and latched onto the Orc's leg.

He dragged it across the broken house Seth had been buried underneath and hurled him into it, blowing all the rubble away and revealing the half-crippled Seth.

His limbs had been bruised. Thankfully, the house only contained three thick walls with a roof that didn't have enough weight to completely kill off Seth. But majorly because he had already died, he could survive for as long as the end of time in case of no change.

Seth grumbled and tried to push himself up, but his crushed backbone proved it to be difficult.

Felix hurled the Orc closer to Seth and gazed at him for a while as he dragged himself closer and began to feast.

His fist tightened, he turned around and took hold of the large blade once more under his tight grip.

'Now... come!' Groaning, he began to stride over toward the Warriors.

[Congratulations! Your infected Zombie Orc has killed an Orc. You have received 40 EXP!]

[Congratulations! Your infected Zombie Orc, Gurara has leveled up!]

Felix disregarded the pop-up. Just one was an insignificant amount in the whole banquet.

"GRRRRRRR!" A shrill scream gushed out of his punctured vocals.

[Talent Stealth has been activated.]

Following the message, Felix's strides turned into a full-blown charge.

His eyes fell upon the Warrior taking the lead and blasting away all the Zombie Orcs who kept struggling to stand again and again despite the injuries piling up on them.

"Something is off with these Orcs..." The Warrior Orcs, using their honed four-foot bull tactics, greatly differing from the ordinary Orcs, finally voiced out their complaints.

Just as he was about to speak to his comrades, his spine tingled.

"Shit!" Cussing under his breath, he instantly dashed over.

Felix's blade fell without mercy, missing the originally intended rock armor, it chopped down on the Orc's twirly small pigtail.

"GUII!" The Warrior hissed and leapt forward from the jolt, "WHO THE BROTHER SHIT!?"

"GRRR!" Felix leaned his head closer and roared straight in front of the pig's face. Freezing it solid in his feet.

But Felix wasn't one to stop, all the rage piling up inside him erupted as his grip on the blade tightened. With all his might, he swung the blade in an arc and swooshed it down through the pig's unprotected neck.

[Congratulations! You have killed a Warrior Orc! You have been awarded 160 EXP!]

"GRRRR!" Felix's piercing roar stilled the battle for an instant, drawing everyone's attention toward him.

A seething pressure downed onto every pig. Alive or dead.

It roared at him, causing their spines to tingle, and their bead-sized eyes to quiver. It seemed to etch Felix's desire inside all of them.

Causing the dead to rejoice... and the alive to wish for death.

It seemed to say: I will take my revenge!

From you!

FROM ALL OF YOU!!