Minecraft Mutant Zombie Novels & Stories

"Do it." Cruz nodded, starting to take off his clothes. I rolled my eyes. "What are you doing, Cruz? Put your clothes back on." Deep down, I knew what he was saying was true, but I was in complete denial, unable to fully comprehend what my eyes were seeing. Suddenly, his eyes turned bright blue and then his body started to morph and change, his nose elongating as his arms quivered, until gray fur sprang from his skin. When his paws touched down onto the sandy earth a moment later, he was a gray wolf. Not just any gray wolf... but the same wolf I had nursed back to health. That's when everything went black.

Great. He charges toward me and I step out of the way, last minute. As I do, I shove his back and he skids across the pavement. They may be abnormally strong, but they are also abnormally stupid. I pull out my wolvesbane dipped pocket knife. He charges me again and I stab it through his mouth. He howls when I pull it out. I stab him again in the throat....then again in the heart....and finally through his skull. He tried to change to speed up his healing abilities, but he died before he could fully turn. Shit! Whitney is already terrified. How the fuck am I going to explain this mutant? I run over to the dumpster and Whitney and the cook are still there. She is sitting with her head on her k

"Forget it. Given our strength, it’d be rather impressive if we could kill a Rank 3 Zombie. We'll just have to move on if we can't rank first on the leaderboard." "That's right. I heard that Rank 4 Zombie is a mutant zombie as well. He has a pair of silver boxing gloves, and can even unleash attacks combined with Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning. Lucas stopped his footsteps!!!

By now, they had a clear classification system for zombies. Ordinary zombies didn't need mentioning. Level one mutants showed obvious boosts in speed and strength. Level two zombies often had special traits. Some had extreme strength, some incredible speed, others extremely tough skin, and a few even showed special abilities. Level three and above mutants were extremely rare. They had cleared two districts of Aecraton and barely encountered any mutated zombies. Level two mutants were still uncommon overall, but the moment Hayley's group entered Brookville's territory, they started seeing them. Whether it was a coincidence or not was unclear.

“Fine. We were out scouting the area and stumbled across a monster. It was something I had never seen before in my life. It was fugly beyond belief. It had a face of a bat with beady little red eyes. A alligator teeth maw. It was drooling. Then out of nowhere it attacked us. It moved around the trees like a fucking monkey or a squirrel. It ripped through spider like he was soft butter. It then jumped on Dice’s back and began eating him alive. There was blood everywhere. Then those two girls and a couple of mutants come strolling out of nowhere.” Ratchet interrupted eagerly.” Mutants? They were with mutants? What type of girls travel with mutants?” “I don’t fucking know? They just show up. Th

One ferocious beast after another, corrupted by deathly aura, charged out of the dense forest: Giant-teeth Tigers several meters long with bared fangs; Black-scale Pythons clad in scales, spewing poisonous mists; Ferocious Eagles whose wings blotted out the sky and claws tore through metal and stone; and Bone Dragons coiled atop mountain peaks, their entire bodies formed from condensed bones. These beasts had long lost their sanity, leaving only their most primal killing instincts. Each possessed combat power close to the Heaven Spirit Phase, charging in packs without fear of death. Mystic Vale still did not move. The three brand-new Zombie Puppets simultaneously stepped forward, their black

Jay said the moment he opened his eyes. “I am so sorry, Jay. I must have accidentally said Room number 38 instead of Room number 83.” Ron said, trying to cover up his ruse. “I just had the scare of my life. What are they anyway?” “They are mutants…” “Mutants? How is that even possible, Ron? All the animals have become extinct from the earth, right. How can we make mutants when we don’t have animals to base our research on?

He had chosen the latter of the two. Mutants were less deadly than the bio-mechanicals; those creatures existed for killing humans, any human and every human. That’s why Jamison had no problem in confiscating the monster swamp bird’s power supply. Had his people not taken it down, the beast would’ve slain Cupun and his entire family. That meant Adlartok would have also died. And though it might be wrong to some old-school thinkers, Jamison had unique feelings for Cupun’s older sister.

"Their lizards aren't immortal, right? A shot to the head, and they should fall dead." Bob swallows, speaking in a hoarse voice. "It is hard to kill mutated species." Right. Bob used to study mutated animals and species before he turned into a hybrid. He was dying, and his wife managed to make Courtney give her the elixir. "I will allow you to use a car with a turret on top of its roof. Will that be enough to take down those animals?" Bob nods and pushes his glasses further up his nose. His teeth are biting down on his lips. "It will work."

Kur flew up high to attack the enemy before it arrived at the border. He blew fire towards them, but to their surprise. The marching soldiers were unbothered. Kur began to wonder why. Dr. Z made the ten soldiers immune to any form of attack, either water or fire. Either a sword or any kind of weapon will not harm them. Kur warned everyone about the new mutants. “They looked different”, said Kur. Adam climbed into the tower and looked at those who were coming. “Oh, God”, he mumbled. He recognized who they were. Adam noticed that the mutant soldiers came from the US force. They are not just soldiers but elite fighters of the U.S. military force.