All Chapters of Rewrite the Apocalypse Dream : Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

The flock’s cooing shifted unnervingly. A massive, iridescent pigeon—General Bernadette—strode up to Titan, ignored the humans, then puffed her chest, lowered her wings to scrape the dirt, and bowed in a heavy circle, chanting “coo-coo-roo-coo.” Titan froze, ears flat, letting out a low grumble as he leaned toward Joanna, eyes pleading.Raven cleared her throat. “That’s the Sacred Courtship Ritual—the highest honor in the Pigeon Federation.”Before Joanna could react, Julian emerged from the gatehouse. He glanced from the amorous Bernadette to Titan’s alarmed face, then to Dante clinging to Joanna’s shoulder. Without warning, he seized Dante by the neck and flung him to the ground.Dante squawked in outrage, puffed to twice his size, and with one vici

Everyone settled in while Briggs turned, leading the convoy out onto the open road. As the scenery blurred into a desolate highway, Joanna turned in her seat to look at her core group."Alright, give me details on this ambush coming up," Joanna ordered, her tone shifting to pure survival mode. "What exactly are we driving into?"Briggs rested his hands on the steering wheel, a faint pulse of heat radiating from his palms. "It's a funnel trap. There were only a few cars pulled into the middle of the road. It isn't a full blockade—just enough to force the vehicles to slow down to a crawl.""That’s when they hit us," Kailee added from the back, her fingers twitching as faint ripples of air and wind power swirled around her knuckles. "The moment the trucks braked, they swarmed from both sides of the tree lin

Inside the vehicle, the team passed around bottles of cool spring water pulled directly from Joanna’s storage space, gratefully hydrating after the intense fight.Rachel took a long drink before speaking up, her expression thoughtful. "Joanna, I didn't feel any active mental control during this attack. But I did feel a remnant of it embedded in their minds. I think the zombie with the telepathic power isn't even in the area anymore."Joanna turned slightly from the front seat, looking back at her. "Rachel, how is it possible for a telepath to command a pack to wait and ambush us when it's not even around?"Rachel shrugged, looking down at her hands. "Honestly, I've been working on something similar myself, but with very little success so far. I think the telepathic link was acting like a recording. The command

Several mutated zombies in the front lines were manifesting abilities of their own, throwing up jagged shields of compacted earth, hurling bursts of wild fire, and splashing pressurized torrents of water to break the squad's lines. But these creatures were fundamentally weaker, entirely lacking the refined control and overwhelming output of Joanna's battle-hardened crew.Briggs and Kailee led the vanguard, testing their newly discussed strategy. Briggs thrust his arms forward, unleashing a roaring jet of flame, while Kailee whipped her hands through the air to summon a precise, swirling vortex of wind. The gale fed the fire instantly, transforming it into a towering, localized firestorm that incinerated a dozen level-two zombies in seconds, leaving nothing but ash.Right beside them, Julian and Jake executed their own lethal combination. Jake reached out with h

 A few hours later, the team finally exited Joanna's storage space, materializing back onto the asphalt alongside the pristine Beast. Though the mystical waters of the hot spring had healed the worst of Joanna's physical wounds, a lingering protective worry hung thick over the crew. They absolutely refused to let her use her teleportation or spatial jumping abilities for the rest of the day, wanting her body to fully recover."Relax, Boss! We are giving you the five star apocalypse treatment!" Kailee said with a reassuring grin, handing over a fresh bottle of spring water. "Just drink your water and let us handle the cleanup this time."With Jake behind the wheel, the team drove through the rest of the afternoon toward Tech Valley. They wouldn't even let Joanna lift a finger to clear the debris-strewn highway. Instead, Jake eagerly used his metal m