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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 · Fantasia
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287 Chs

The Beacon of Hope

As the four Tier 4 ascendants made their way onto the battlefield, a wave of energy surged through the ranks of the soldiers. Cheers erupted from the weary fighters, their spirits lifted by the sight of their most powerful protectors joining the fray. This was the moment they had all been waiting for—the moment that signaled the turning point in the war they believed would lead to their ultimate victory.

"Look, it's them!" one soldier exclaimed, pointing towards the approaching Ascendants. His face, marred by the fatigue of continuous battle, lit up with renewed hope and determination.

"Finally, our strongest have come! Now the enemy will see what we're truly made of!" another soldier shouted, her voice carrying over the din of the battlefield. The resolve in her eyes reflected the collective sentiment of the Ascendara forces.