Novel & Cerita Element 115 Zombies

"Dr. Cloude, two more wanderers have been discovered in Zone B7." I raised an eyebrow. "The same pair as before?" "Yes," he replied in a hushed tone. "The man is partially blind. The woman is completely zombified but still conscious. She's restrained." For the past year, Hans and Winnie had wandered like ghosts around the perimeter of various safe zones. The side effects of the first-generation vaccine had turned Winnie into a conscious zombie, while Hans stubbornly took her everywhere seeking medical help. "Should we expel them?"

If your companion, pet or family members have been in contact or are showing any of these symptoms (coughing, seizures, foaming at the mouth, fainting, vomiting) stay FAR AWAY, or if possible, kill them. Brie sat, unmoving. Kill them? Could anyone with a heart even do that? She leaned back, letting out a deep breath. She couldn't stop thinking about Adam. There must be a way to stop this terrible virus. Brie shook her head. He doesn't have the virus! Stop assuming things. She stood, glancing back to Adam with a sad expression. "I hope you're okay." She crouched down and checked his bandages. They were getting bloodier... Maybe she should change them.

he shouted to his comrades, his voice cutting through the chaos of the approaching fray. With a primal roar, the zombies descended upon the barricade, their sheer numbers overwhelming as they clawed and gnashed at the fortified barrier. The sound of metal scraping against metal echoed through the air, punctuated by the desperate cries of the undead. Hannah and Marcky fought alongside Brandon, their abilities complementing each other as they unleashed a barrage of offensive strikes against the encroaching horde. Hannah's flames danced and flickered, engulfing any zombies that dared to draw near, while Marcky's electrified attacks sent jolts of energy coursing through the ranks of the undead.

I looked up and saw it was Julian, who had bravely questioned Quinton earlier. "Hide here! Quick!" he whispered. His eyes were filled with guilt as he looked at me. Outside, the battle only worsened. Wave after wave of zombies kept crashing in, stronger each time. More people were falling. "Quick, activate the high-voltage fence!" the old squad member shouted at the top of his lungs. "That's our last chance!" Quinton lay in a pool of blood. A flicker of hope crossed his eyes.

She listened to him and obediently started working on the woods. Zinnia knew vampires don't sleep, they had this weird energy in them which kept them awake, she was confused at the fact that he didn't eat the food, even if she slept he didn't need to wait for her. She was a mere servant and even if she walked back hungry, it wouldn't be something unusual.

A Soldato chuckled as he explained, "It's just a cage where we captured a few zombies and are now bringing you in to have some fun with them. "If you can survive for ten minutes or more, we'll let you have a bite to eat." When Valerio realized that there was no use begging for mercy, he immediately began cussing and yelling angrily at me. "No! I won't go there! Gemma, you can't do this to me, you evil witch! I hope you go to hell!" I refused to look at him anymore and let the Soldatos drag him away instead. There was the sound of the metal gate slamming shut in the distance, followed by the loud, delighted roars from the zombies and the despairing screams from Valerio.

BZZZZZZT A blinding flash of electricity exploded inside the monster's throat. The smell of burning flesh filled the room instantly. The giant’s body went completely stiff, its pale skin lighting up from the inside out as the current fried its brain. Its huge empty eyes rolled back into its head. It tumbled backward like a chopped tree crashing heavily into the broken metal gate. BOOM The massive body blocked the five-foot gap completely acting like a wall against the hundreds of smaller zombies screaming right behind it. Gray rotting hands reached out from under the giant’s arms clawing wildly at the air. They could not push the heavy corpse out of the way.

I grabbed a nearby iron chalice and slammed it into the zombie’s head. The crunch of bone. Black blood splattered across my face. The zombie collapsed, but Catherine was already gone. She was still clutching her rosary beads. “It’s not safe anymore,” I said, wiping the blood from my cheek. “The vents are compromised. They can get in from anywhere.” Marcus’s voice shook. “We need Ethan back… only he knows how to reboot the defense system’s manual mode…” Just then, Martha’s wheelchair rolled up. Her face was chalk white.

Bima cursed. Suddenly, from a distance, a strange sound was heard. BZZZT! BZZZT! KLINK! KLANK! The sound was like a broken, flickering machine, mixed with the rustling of plastic and metal. And among the ruins of the high-rise buildings, they saw faint flashes of electric blue light. Zombies. But different zombies. Their bodies were covered in dangling cables; some had cracked phone screens on their faces as eyes, and their hands… their hands were a combination of circuit boards and sharp metal claws.

Evan Olson let out a deep breath, regaining his usual composure. "Next month’s meteor shower will bring an extraterrestrial virus. That virus will affect all living things on Earth like radiation. After being infected, seventy percent of humans will turn into zombies. The remaining portion of humanity will awaken superpowers. There are Wind, Thunder, and Ice Systems, as well as the five elements: Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth. There are also mutated attribute superpowers, like Space, Spirit, Speed, and Strength, and so on. Of course, the majority of humanity will be ordinary people who are neither infected nor awaken any powers."