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William finally arrived at the hunter organization after about an hour since leaving the insane woman. On his way here, he was able to rescue some children and find a safe place for them to stay. The children were terrified, clinging to him as their only source of comfort and safety in this chaotic world. He made sure they were placed with caretakers who promised to protect them until things calmed down.The journey he took here was the most painful and chaotic he has ever experienced in his life. He saw countless people dying in horrible ways, some running from death while others seemed to embrace it as an escape from the madness. And then there were the zombies, already dead but still moving, trying to add more to their ranks. Every street he walked down was filled with scenes of terror and despair, with screams echoing through the air.William noticed that everyone, no matter the cause of their death, would turn into zombies after a few hours. This means that the gas causing the zo
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"What do you mean my father is alive?" William asked with a slight frown on his face, his mind struggling to grasp the implications of Carson's words.It had been three minutes since Carson said that his father was alive. During that time, William's mind raced, trying to piece together this unexpected revelation. He felt as if he were standing on the edge of a cliff, staring into a chasm of uncertainty and confusion.It was information he could not digest easily. The shock of Carson's statement had left him feeling unsteady, like the ground beneath his feet had suddenly shifted. His father, whom he had believed dead for so long, was actually alive?He had lived his life knowing that his father died in a shipwreck. Every memory, every story told to him had confirmed this tragic event. He had grown up mourning the loss, and the absence had shaped his identity and his life. But now, Carson was telling him that his father was alive? The notion seemed impossible, like something out of a fa
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"You mean my father is this strong?" William said with a confused look on his face. The image of his father as an immortal god clashed with the memories of the man he had known. The idea of his father wielding such immense power was difficult to reconcile with his childhood memories."Yes, if your father wants, with a flick of his finger, he can wipe out all the zombies from this world and return it to its peaceful era in mere seconds," Carson answered. He was proud to talk about the power of the person he worked for. The respect and admiration he had for William's father were evident in his voice."So you mean he can end this apocalypse with no stress on his side?" William's disbelief was mingled with a glimmer of hope. The idea that his father could bring an end to their suffering was almost too good to be true. The apocalypse had brought so much pain and loss, and the thought of it ending filled him with cautious optimism."Yes.""Then why isn't he doing it? Aren't gods supposed to
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It had been exactly two days since the apocalypse began. At the moment, William could be seen sitting in a lotus position inside the special cultivation chamber within the hunter organization building. This chamber was more than just a room; it was a sanctuary designed specifically for advanced training. His eyes were closed, and his body appeared to be in a refined and calm state as a powerful aura emanated from him. The aura pulsed rhythmically, like a heartbeat, matching the intense focus and power that William was harnessing within himself. The chamber's glow seemed to sync with his breathing, brightening with each inhale and dimming with each exhale, creating a mesmerizing dance of light and shadow around him.William's eyes suddenly opened, now filled with an unexplainable power. They seemed to glow with an inner light, a testament to the progress he had made through his relentless cultivation. His gaze was sharp and clear, reflecting the transformation that had occurred within
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"Argh!" William finally let out a scream, unable to hold back any longer. The sound echoed through the chamber, a testament to the sheer agony he was enduring. [Critical point reached. Hold on, William.]He remembered the faces of Carson and his wife, the promise he made to himself, and the image of his father. These thoughts fueled his determination, giving him the strength to push through. He focused on his breathing, forcing himself to remain conscious and endure the pain. Each breath was a battle, each heartbeat a victory against the encroaching darkness.Minutes felt like hours as the agony persisted, but gradually, he began to feel a change. The intense heat started to subside, replaced by a cool, soothing sensation. His muscles, bones, and nerves were no longer being torn apart; instead, they were being fortified, becoming stronger than ever. The relief was almost as overwhelming as the pain had been, a wave of calm washing over his tortured body.[Breakthrough complete. Congr
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"Do you really mean Ziros Nation of all places?" Mark Grayson asked with a slight frown on his face. The very mention of Ziros Nation seemed to send a shiver down his spine. He had heard tales of that place, dark and terrifying stories that made it seem like a land straight out of a nightmare and they are proofs of how dangerous it is everywhere across the world making that place the scarriest.Carson nodded in response, his face grim. He knew what he was asking of his team, and he didn't make the suggestion lightly. "Yes, Ziros Nation. There's no other way,""What! Then this is a bad idea. We can't go there. If we go there, it would be akin to doubling our problems. That place is a nightmare!" Mark Grayson said, raising his voice slightly. He looked around at his fellow hunters, hoping to see agreement in their faces."I agree. We really can't go to that place. After all, even Rank 5 elites have been lost to that place. We don't even know if they died or got taken away by gods know
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Mark Grayson gazed at his colleagues as they made their decisions. His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. He understood the risks and the stakes involved, but the fear of the unknown held him back.He had a slight frown on his face. The weight of leadership was heavy, and he knew that his decision would impact everyone in the room. He didn't want to lead his team into a situation where they might not return, but he also couldn't ignore the severity of their current predicament.Everyone in the room was looking at him, waiting for his answer, as he was their leader and his words mattered a lot. The silence stretched on, the tension almost visible.After a few seconds of hesitation, he finally made up his mind. He took a deep breath and stood up, looking each of his team members in the eye."Fine then, I will place a call across to all nearby branches and inform their hunters to prepare themselves. I will also phone the general of Astoria Air Force to lend us all available a
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William arrived at the Storm family’s vicinity after running at a blinding speed for 10 minutes. His feet barely touched the ground as he raced forward, driven by urgency. He knew he had to get there as quickly as possible. The world outside was too dangerous, and every second counted.He now stood before the grand structure of the Storm family mansion. The massive black gate loomed before him, locked and unyielding. The area around him was eerily quiet. Not a single guard or maid was in sight, making the place seem almost abandoned. This silence was unsettling, unlike anything William had seen before. But he understood the reason. The fear of what lurked outside had driven everyone indoors.William reached for the electric bell and rang it. The sharp sound echoed through the still air, almost startling in its suddenness. He knew that this was one of the few devices still working, powered by the mansion’s backup energy supply. As he waited, his mind raced with thoughts of what might b
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The world had changed, but it was slowly mending. The scars left by the apocalypse were deep, and the memories of those harrowing days would never truly fade, but humanity was resilient. Two weeks had passed since the hunters had emerged victorious from the Death Tower, and in that short time, the earth had already begun to heal.The sky was a clear blue, the clouds soft and white, drifting peacefully above a world that had been plunged into darkness for so long. The air, once thick with the stench of decay and the virus that had plagued humanity, was now clean and fresh, a reminder of the life that had been restored. Birds, absent during the apocalypse, had returned, their songs filling the air with a sense of normalcy that had been absent for far too long.The government, once crippled by the chaos, had reestablished itself. Leaders who had survived the ordeal stepped forward, determined to rebuild the world that had been nearly destroyed. They worked tirelessly, organizing effo
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William blinked as the light surrounding him began to fade, the familiar, comforting warmth of reality returning to him.The oppressive darkness and twisted landscape were gone, replaced by the cool air and the solid ground beneath his feet.He felt the weight of exhaustion settle over him, but with it came a profound sense of relief. He had won.As his vision cleared, William found himself standing at the entrance of the Death Tower, the same place where their perilous journey had begun. He wasn’t alone. Around him, the surviving hunters appeared, emerging from their own battles, their faces a mixture of disbelief, exhaustion, and profound relief.They were fewer in number—much fewer. What had once been a group of sixty had been reduced to a small, ragged handful. They looked at each other, their eyes wide with surprise and then, slowly, with growing joy as they realized what had happened. They had survived. They had made it out alive.Carson was the first to speak, his voice hoars
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William stared at the figure before him, his mind racing as he tried to make sense of the twisted reflection standing just a few paces away. The smirk on the doppelganger's face was chilling, filled with an arrogance and darkness that William recognized but had never embraced himself. This was not just a reflection; it was something far more sinister. "Who are you?" William demanded, his voice steady, though the unease gnawed at him. "Why do you look like me?" The doppelganger tilted its head slightly, the smirk widening. "I am the Dark One," it said, its voice a distorted echo of William's own. "The force behind the apocalypse, the one who brought chaos and ruin to your world." William’s eyes widened in shock, and then narrowed in anger. "You... You’re the one who unleashed the zombies, who turned the world into a living nightmare?" His grip tightened on his sword, the blade beginning to glow faintly with the power of his blood magic. "Why? Why would you do something so monstrous?
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After venturing into the portal, the fate of all the hunters were left in their own hands. Each of them were sent to a new world to face a different challenge. A large numbers of the hunters died the moment they appeared!Some fought with their last bits of strengths, the zeal to survive pushing them further. Nevertheless most of them were unable to wrestle against their own fate. Some like Carson and Gregor survived. A lot faced unfortunate deaths, their fates ended! This was the job of the death tower after all. ....Mark found himself standing in a desolate wasteland, the ground cracked and barren, with jagged rocks jutting out of the earth like broken teeth. The sky above was a swirling mass of dark clouds, and the air was thick with the smell of sulfur. There was no sign of life, no movement, only the oppressive silence of a world that had been long abandoned."Where am I?" Mark muttered to himself, his hand instinctively reaching for the hilt of his sword. He looked aroun
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Gregor awoke to a world of fire and smoke. The ground beneath him was hot, the air thick with ash and the smell of burning flesh. He groaned as he pushed himself to his feet, his body aching from the strain of the previous battles. But as he looked around, he realized that he was alone.“Carson? William?” he called out, but his voice was swallowed by the roar of the flames that surrounded him.He was standing in the middle of a volcanic wasteland, the ground cracked and scorched, with rivers of molten lava flowing through the fissures. The sky above was a dark, stormy gray, with ash and embers swirling in the air like a deadly blizzard. In the distance, he could see massive volcanic peaks, their slopes glowing with the intense heat of the lava flows.There was no sign of his comrades, no trace of the others who had fought by his side. Gregor clenched his fists, his mind racing as he tried to make sense of the situation. “Where am I? What is this place?”But there was no time for a
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As the hunters leaped into the light, they felt a sudden, jarring sensation as if the very fabric of reality had shifted around them. The blinding brightness enveloped them, and for a moment, it felt as though they were floating in an endless void. But then, just as quickly, the sensation ended, and they found themselves standing on solid ground once more.The light receded, and with it, the warmth that had surrounded them. Each of them opened their eyes to a new reality—one that was far from the serene landscape they had glimpsed before. Instead, they were plunged into separate worlds, each one a twisted, chaotic reflection of the challenges they had already faced. And worst of all, they were alone.Carson blinked, trying to make sense of his surroundings. He was standing in a dense forest, but it was unlike any forest he had ever seen. The trees were gnarled and twisted, their branches clawing at the sky like skeletal fingers. The air was thick with the stench of decay, and the
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The robotic voice barely finished speaking when the ground beneath the hunters began to tremble violently. Before they could react, the floor cracked open beneath their feet, creating a gaping tunnel that spiraled downward into darkness. Without a moment’s hesitation, William shouted, “Into the tunnel! Move!”The hunters, their instincts honed by the countless battles they had fought, didn’t waste time questioning. They jumped into the tunnel, their bodies sliding down the smooth, obsidian-like surface as the walls blurred past them. The descent was steep, and the sensation of speed was dizzying, but none of them allowed fear to take hold. They knew that whatever awaited them at the end of this tunnel was the final challenge of the tower.The tunnel seemed to stretch on endlessly, the darkness oppressive and suffocating. But far ahead, a faint light appeared, growing brighter as they drew closer. The sight of it brought a spark of hope to the hunters—they were nearing the end.Howeve
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In the inferno purgatory, Willaim and the hunters heard a very loud shriek that pierce through the core of emotions and inflicts all sort of negative emotions, including fears. William quickly pun around, his eyes scanning the horizon for the source of the noise. The flames flickered and danced in the distance, casting long shadows across the cracked ground, but there was nothing else in sight.But then the shadows began to move.From the darkness between the flames, figures began to emerge. At first, they were little more than dark shapes, but as they drew closer, their forms became clearer. They were tall, towering over the hunters, with long, tattered robes that billowed around them like smoke. Their faces were hidden beneath deep hoods, but their eyes—glowing a sickly green—burned with a cold, unholy light.Each figure carried a massive scythe, the blades glinting wickedly in the firelight. They moved with a slow, deliberate grace, their skel
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As William stepped through the portal, the world around him dissolved into a blur of light and energy. The sensation was disorienting, as if he were being pulled through a tunnel at breakneck speed, but it lasted only a moment. When the light faded, he found himself standing in a place that defied all sense of reality.The ground beneath his feet was blackened and cracked, as if the very earth had been scorched by an unrelenting fire. Flames flickered and danced across the landscape, casting an eerie, orange glow that bathed everything in a hellish light. The air was thick with heat, and the smell of sulfur and burning flesh hung heavy in the air, making it difficult to breathe.All around them, the landscape stretched out in a twisted, nightmarish expanse. Jagged mountains loomed in the distance, their peaks wreathed in fire and smoke. Rivers of molten lava snaked through the land, their glowing currents radiating an intense heat that made the skin prickle. And everywhere they l
