"Compared to those pack of wolves, I'm merely a small fry." Brad smiled bitterly. Ella shot another zombie in the head and glanced at the convict. "If you're considered a small fry, I don't want to find out what those wolves are capable of." She sniggered. "Seriously, I'm not joking or saying this to scare you. If you ever encounter one of those convicts, either shoot them in the head or steer clear of their sight. They are the real deal." Brad reiterated with a grave expression. As a man who sold drugs for a living, he knew he was a bad guy headed for hell. But compared to the cold-blooded and savage criminals held on this island, he would be considered an angel. And maybe it was because he hadn't blackened to the core that he didn't want such a kind and beautiful woman to encounter those beasts. Ella felt amused. For a criminal, Brad was quite a softy. "Alright, I understand. I'll avoid the convicts like a plague." She relented. It's been more than a few hours since Kiera and
She rasped breathlessly, overlooking the strange expression on Kaiden's face. Naomi yanked her brother's arm and hopped back on his back, pointing in the direction of the humans with the severed human arm. "Hurry! Run in that direction!" She panted. Since they were in such a miserable situation, how could she allow other people to be better off? She was the daughter of the Miller Family, worth a hundred billion more than the cheap, poor maggots. It was their honor to be her bait! Naomi's eyes turned cold. A bloodshot smear tainted her chocolate brown orbs, making her features dark and malevolent. She refused to die. She would use anyone and anything to secure her life. And if that failed, she would drag everyone down with her! "Brother, go!" She panted again, this time with an imperceptible growl. Her urgent cry shattered Kaiden's trance, and his senses flooded back to him in a dizzying rush. His sister...ate a human flesh. Color drained from his face. Kaiden gritted his teet
Oppressive pressure rippled from her body in undulating waves. It pressed on their chests and made it difficult for them to breathe. Subconsciously drawing back, the four males and the female watched their companion with complicated expressions on their faces. They were all the same, ordinary humans who evolved in the storm of the apocalypse. But why did it feel as if the woman hovering in the air was different from them? She, like them, awakened with a superpower when the meteor descended. Their strength and growth should've been on the same wavelength, but facts and circumstances proved otherwise. Celio gritted his teeth, his fists clenched so tight that his nails pierced through the flesh of his palms. His eyes exuded frost, so cold they seemed to be carved from ice. Why was this happening? It was clearly different from his previous life! After surviving 5 years in a world without laws, the betrayal of his close friend ended up causing his death. Ever since he regained the me
Chalk pale with crimson eyes, his beloved sister looked as beautiful as before. Only, she now had fangs in place of teeth, and razor claws instead of nails. Naomi Miller had turned into a zombie. "But how is this possible? How?" He couldn't understand. Humans turned into zombies after falling sick and failing to evolve, or getting the saliva or blood of a zombie in their system. Naomi had already evolved and awakened her superpower. As for infection... Kaiden's eyes turned vacant. An image of his sister rushing into the horde of zombies flashed through his mind. At that time, he didn't move to stop or intercept her. But her crystal spikes had been deadly and took care of any zombies that neared her. So...how... "Crunch...Crunch...Heee...you can't kill me. Heee...but you can become my next meal..." Naomi scrambled off his back and stumbled towards the woman while chewing on a finger. Finger. Human finger. The severed arm. Realization dawned on him, and with it, heavy guilt c
On the east of Sapphire Island was a mist-shrouded blue-gray mountain with a dark forest thriving beneath. On the west was a stone mansion, with a forest to its right and a wide clearing to its left. In the wide clearing, two figures faced each other. One sat on a white crane, her ink-black hair bellowing behind her, as she looked down with a placid expression on her face like an immortal gazing down at the filthy world. While the other stood in the midst of blood fog, her visage like that of a blood demoness from hell, as a stream of glowing orbs streaked toward her. One above and one below, the disharmony between the two females made them a sight to behold. "Heee...you didn't run...want to die in my hands...?" As more and more of the glowing orbs seeped into her forehead and fused with her Nuclei Orb, the aura of the crimson-haired female grew stronger and stronger. As if a stream of light pierced through a haze, Naomi felt her mind clear and bits and pieces of images flashed b
The clash with the Zombie Queen gave Ella a painful awakening. For all her advantage on future events and knowledge, her own personal strength was nothing to speak of. Gathering superhumans and regulars to build a fortress would help her realize her dream of ruling as a Superhuman Queen. Her schemes and plots would get her somewhere, but in the face of a formidable opponent, they would not get her far. If her individual power was low, any Tom or Jerry walking on the street would crush her with a single pinch. At the end of the day, the most significant power was personal strength. To survive and live a long life, to enjoy the treatment and lifestyle of a Queen, she needed power to secure her own life. Power domineering enough to confront a Zombie Queen and come out on top! Therefore, the moment Radiance crash landed inside the courtyard of the stone mansion, the first thing she did was find an isolated corner and enter her spatial space. Time inside the house didn't move. So even
"Who...who are you?" Mina croaked. "Heh. You'll know soon enough." Throwing her like a rag doll, the large man strode past her splayed figure with a stern command over his shoulder. "Take her away and place her with the others. Our Mad Scientist will be quite pleased this time." Shackled and chained on an experimental bed, tears streamed down her face as another syringe stabbed her flesh, and she screamed. It should've gotten better. Or at least, she should've adapted to the pain by now. But the uninvited groping and touches, the never-ending needles drawing her blood and filling her system with who knew what types of drugs, never got easier. On the contrary, as time went on, the pain intensified to an unbearable degree. More times than she could remember, the excruciating pain plunged her consciousness into a pool of darkness. She couldn't remember her name. The memory, and all the information associated with her identity, shattered and disintegrated under the torture of bright l
Two lines of four military trucks marched out of a military compound. They rumbled out the wired gate, ignoring the emaciated humans staring bleakly at their formation. A small group of superhumans strode out of the run-down building and leaned against the walls, crossing their arms and sticking out their legs as they watched the trucks disappear out of sight. "Another search party for Mina Muzhir?" "Last I heard, that seemed to be the case." "Pa! I really regret coming here. We're already starving to death, and all the military officials are concerned about is finding one more mouth." "I agree. If she's gone, then she's gone. It's not like the General is the only one who lost a family member." "If I knew a drop of water and a stale bread a day would be all I'd get, I wouldn't have slaved myself to rise up those walls." The group of superhumans were dissatisfied with the contribution system of the safety base. Not only because they performed hard labor to keep the zombies away,