All Chapters of The King of the Apocalypse: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"Tsk, tsk. What's with the potty mouth, Logan? Is this how you repay someone who let you go? Well, if you're not going to appreciate my goodwill, I guess I'll just take it back!!"Leon turned toward the women and said coldly, "I've been wondering about something for a while now. Do I look like some useful stooge to you? Someone that easy to manipulate? You girls convinced yourselves he's some heroic dreamboat, huh? Let's see if he gives enough of a damn about either of you to help."Familiar snarls and growls echoed through the corridors outside. Zombies had to be nearby, drawn by their hunger for flesh.The skeleton knight captain opened the door and allowed a skeleton warrior inside. A zombie hung over its shoulder. Its legs had been lopped off, yet it showed no sign of dying anytime soon. Its teeth were already cracked and shattered from gnawing on the skeleton warrior's bones.Fear spread across Logan's face. "W-What the fuck?! You piece of shit! If you want to fuck with me, th

That was no human. It was a zombie, and a powerful one at that.All the corpses Leon had seen moments ago were its handiwork. It had been guarding the orbs from being consumed, even by its own kind.The zombie lifted its head and locked its gaze onto Leon. Then, in another move that shocked him, it opened its mouth and rasped, "Hu… man…"It could talk. This was an Amateur INT-type zombie. What shocked Leon even more was its face. He recognized it."You're… the Owl," he murmured.In his past life, the humans trapped inside Reunis had called the Zombie King the Owl because of its ferocity and insatiable hunger for flesh. It struck with terrifying speed and deadly precision, like a predator swooping down on its prey. But how had Leon encountered the Amateur Owl when the Awakening had only just begun?This skyscraper had to be special. How else could it have produced an orb powerful enough to turn Logan into one of the strongest humans in the world while also creating a monster as da

The Owl hurled itself toward Leon, its claws snapping through the air with enough force to crack the pressure around them.Leon winced, both in shock and pity. The Owl had beheaded one of his warriors with a single swipe. The sight drove home just how badly his skeletons lagged behind the creature in speed, strength, and durability. If he kept his forces spread wide like a net, the Owl would slaughter them one by one with terrifying efficiency."Regroup! Attack together!" he commanded.The skeleton warriors obeyed at once and tightened their formation. Their defense improved, but the tighter spacing limited how freely they could swing their blades.The Owl roared again.Leon felt his blood run cold. The creature had grabbed one of the undead corpses on the floor and hurled it at the skeleton troop like a javelin.It was only a feint. One skeleton warrior sliced the corpse in half, but the distraction created an opening for the Owl to tear the warrior's head clean off.Leon tight

Leon spent 20 minutes canvassing the entire roof to gather the orbs that had already spawned. Unfortunately, only seven remained.The Owl had eaten most of them.Leon studied the defensive formation of his undead troop and nodded in satisfaction. "Okay. This is a good formation."Absorbing the orbs would take time, and the process was too important to risk interruption. He stationed two skeleton warriors at the rooftop door while four foot soldiers and the skeleton knight guarded his flanks.Their mission was simple: protect Leon with their lives.He crushed the first orb.[SSS: Undead Overlord → C: Steelvein Assassin?]"So, this is a (C) orb." All Leon had to do was accept it, and his Calling would change to match.Naturally, who the hell would do that? Who would be stupid enough to trade an (SSS) Calling for that?Switching one's Calling was not unheard of in his previous life. It was simply rare. Anyone who changed their Calling would lose every ability and Skill they posse

[Species: UndeadRank: Low, Tier 3Power: 30Dexterity: 30Spirit: 30Constitution: 30Skill: Toxicorrupt (Inflicts poison on attacked targets.)]"God, can you go home for now?!" Leon snarled after gagging at the stench, then sent it back to the underworld. It was powerful, but that "power" was not limited to its level alone!Leon felt as though someone had forced two servings of rotten meat down his throat after only a few seconds near it. This Putridfiend thing might work well against living humans, but what was its poison supposed to do to zombies and skeleton warriors?Strangely, the stench didn't linger. The smell dissipated almost the instant the Putridfiend disappeared."Hell, if the roof had continued to stink that badly, I would have gone downstairs and slept in one of the rooms instead…"Leon planned to camp on the roof. It had nothing to do with building character or living like an ascetic. He simply believed that more orbs would spawn there overnight. Maybe not as man