The high-ranking officials of Hope, led by Cormac, made their way into the central living room. The space remained as grand and spacious as ever, now with a large table set up, covered with maps and battle plans.As they all took their seats, more of Sunny Hills' top officials began to arrive. Each one looked exhausted, their expressions grim, with an undercurrent of madness and desperation. Their state was a stark contrast to what it had been just days before.Memphis understood what this meant. These people had suffered numerous spiritual attacks from the zombie horde's leader, their souls “tainted” multiple times without any effective way to counter or mitigate the damage.To be precise, their "anchors" were not strong enough; their minds lacked something to hold on to. They were lost, trapped in a state of fear and confusion.In Hope, Memphis prided himself on good community management. The mental health of individuals and the collective was well-maintained. Hope had a clear goal,
Yosef replied slowly:“The advantage is that we can disperse the zombies’ defenses, exposing their command structure and making them more vulnerable. The downside…”“Our firepower must be strong enough to hold off the main force of the zombies. It has to be very strong, with plenty of ammunition, guns, even 12.7mm rounds, anti-tank rounds, grenades, rockets… We need this to ease the pressure and halt the zombies’ advance, slowing them down.”“Every round of firepower has to be strong enough to break through the zombies’ advance, preventing them from forming a cohesive force.”The room fell silent as everyone realized this was the challenge they’d been struggling with for days.Where would they get all that firepower?Memphis glanced in a particular direction before quickly retracting his gaze, deciding to remain silent and see how the people of Sunny Hills would handle this.Sure enough, Cormac pressed his hands onto the table and said:“I have a way to deal with the zombies, to some e
Boom!Boom boom boom… Ka-boom!The sounds of explosions rang out in all directions, the petrol bombs igniting one after another in a chain reaction. Nearly two tons of fuel exploded in an instant, and a towering column of fire shot up over ten meters into the sky, scattering flaming oil everywhere, instantly engulfing more than 2,000 zombies."Grekkk…""Grakkkk…""Aaaaaa…""Khak…"The explosions, the roaring flames, the agonized growls of the burning zombies, and the faint, terrified screams of the trapped humans all mixed together in a grisly symphony of death, blood, and lost humanity.Cormac’s bloodshot eyes burned with madness and fury. These bastards had to die. Only by wiping out the zombies here could he march to the distant hill, seize the treasure, and complete the system's mission.Raising his hand, Cormac summoned a roaring flame. This fire was an eye-catching blue-purple, its heat so intense it warped the very air around it.The blue flame condensed into a massive fireball,
After binding the level 22 F2, Graham, the Second Leader, jumped from the car. His mind focused, activating his tier-three Divine Speed and Shadow Dash skills, along with several speed-boosting abilities from his equipment. His agility reached its peak. With his Qingfeng Blade in hand and jet boots on his feet, he appeared in front of the level 22 F2 in just 2 seconds, a deadly blade swing aimed at the zombie’s head."Die!""Grekkkk…"The level 22 F2 screeched in rage as its body emitted a dense purple light, activating its innate ability, though its speed did not increase.Its reflexes, however, were incredibly sharp. It dodged Graham’s blade and thrust its claw straight at his chest, the sharp talons piercing through his heart.Bang!"Graham" shattered like paper, revealing that it was merely a shadow created by his tier-three "Shadow Dash" skill. The real Graham was already beside the F2, his blade gleaming as it slashed towards the zombie's head.The F2, level 22, had its vision lo
The group, including Yosef, barely had time to cheer for their strong leader before the grotesque monster charged straight towards their team. Their faces turned pale with fear, their minds in a chaotic panic, as they all instinctively prepared to unleash every attack they had.Memphis hurriedly raised his hand to stop them and said:"Ignore it, keep attacking the zombie horde."The level 20 F2 zombie had now become an ally, fully consumed by the Ice Poison effect, and had completely turned into Memphis’s puppet. Despite its grotesque and bizarre appearance, it was "dead" in every way that mattered, no longer connected to the rest of the zombie horde.This was the first zombie that Memphis had possessed since acquiring his Ice Poison class skill.Upon hearing Memphis’s command, Yosef, Lazarus Stein, and Timon Roome all breathed a collective sigh of relief, though their expressions were filled with unspeakable shock.The leader could actually command zombies as his minions? Could the my
"And there’s no sign of any defensive zombies, not even a Shield 1. Why is that?"Having assessed the enemy, Memphis shifted to evaluating his own situation.He was strong, incredibly so, and practically invincible against zombies below level 20. His confidence came from two factors that were always at his disposal, without needing any pre-planning.First, there was the fourth-tier skill, Soul Suppression. At a minimum expenditure of 8 intelligence points, this skill could instantly kill all speed-type zombies up to level 19, regardless of whether they could use their innate Cicada’s Molt ability—every one of them would have their brains explode with a single blow. Against power-type zombies at level 19, it would take about 10 intelligence points to achieve the same result.Moreover, Soul Suppression was invisible and formless, making it incredibly hard to predict. As long as Memphis could see his opponent, he could immediately launch an attack, leaving little room for preparation. The
Memphis sighed inwardly. It was true that he had made such a promise to Wallflower. Yesterday, when he needed her help with sniping the zombie horde, he had promised to fulfill one of her requests in the future.Now that moment had come, and she was using it to save others. It wasn’t entirely unexpected.He calmly laid out the truth:"Even if I save them from dying this time, after a one-hour break, they will still be used as bait again. Cormac won’t stop until the zombie horde is destroyed."Wallflower’s body stiffened upon hearing those words, and her face lost all color. Yet, she firmly said:"Save them now. I’ll find a way afterward."Memphis looked at her for a moment before nodding. With a wave of his hand, a 2.5-meter-tall ice puppet materialized instantly. It sprang forward and, within seconds, stood firmly in front of the truck, raising its hand to stop it.The driver, startled by the appearance of the creature blocking his way, slammed on the brakes, causing the iron cages t
At his command, the 30 soldiers from Hope Town and the 70 soldiers temporarily under his command from Sunny Hills orderly began to withdraw. They climbed into jeeps, military trucks, and armored vehicles, moving swiftly toward the rear.On the right flank, Cormac looked at the devastated battlefield, his expression grim. It had taken him 20 minutes and an enormous amount of gasoline to take out 3,500 zombies, while Memphis had wiped out over 2,000 in just half a minute. The disparity was clear.“Hmph!”He snorted coldly, waved his hand, and barked:“Leave a few to collect the spoils; the rest, retreat immediately!”“Yes, sir!”The loot from the zombies, mostly low-level, wasn’t worth much. There were a few scattered level 3 zombies, yielding a couple of first-tier skill books, a few dozen experience crystals, and two item cards. Memphis, for the sake of safety, hadn’t bothered collecting them.The group began to retreat in an orderly fashion. After days of such operations, they had be