Novel & Cerita Skoodge Invader Zim

instead of biting it swipes Jestino using its claw!! *SHIK!* *bag!* the attack of this zombie is too strong and makes Jestino fly and slam at the wall!! this zombie is not a regular zombie, its attack pattern is different and its attack power was too strong! there is 5 large bloody mark of claw on Jestino's chest area !! "that looks not really good!!!"- Raymart "Raymart( aka Dugong) get Jr! we're going to retreat!!"- Jimboy

Lucas York continued inward. Suddenly, he heard the sounds of combat. “It doesn’t sound like zombies fighting, it’s…humans?” Light glinted across Lucas’ gaze. It must be Mia Yard’s teacher and White Lotus’ Scorpion Guardian. According to Claud Cheswick, the Scorpion Guardian was a Rank 3 Evolved One, he must be terrifyingly strong. He quickly walked toward the source of the sounds and found that countless zombies were surrounding two people. There were a man and a woman. An intense aura of evil emanated from the man's scrawny figure, and there were scorpion tattoos on his face.

"Nobody's claimed this trash of a place yet? How wonderful. Three out of four places to capture. Those dumb Survivors won't last. Zen felt his heart race, and fear gripped him. This was someone from Guild Carnage! He might not recall the man's name, but he remembered the rugged appearance. The man who intruded was ripped and built! His arms were as thick as Zen's thighs, and he was very tall. He had sandy blond hair and bright blue eyes, but the scar over his right eye and sinister smirk told Zen that he wasn't here to make friends. If this person found him, Zen would die on the spot.

“I haven’t played games in a hundred years. Spare me some cool now will you?” He presses the blade in a little, drawing a clear line of blood. He pushes me to Sia, rubbing my blood on his fingertips, inhales it, then sneezes gently. Sia holds me tight in his arms, but I don’t look away from Zikur. “Hmm, doesn’t taste very nice, stinks of burnt wood and rain, interesting scent if you ask me. In essence, they are coming Crinka, so be ready. My advice? Make more enemies. You’re going to need them, more than your friends”.

They exchanged the food supplies with crystals, gold , iron or metals , sometimes jade or painting too. Twelve days later , Adrian group comes back with addition ten lorries and trucks fill with metal , iron and zinks . Few trucks full with furnitures . They told the mayor , they had proceeded to the Z city to kill zombies , take more crystals , furnitures , metal , iron and other supplies after they comes out from the hunting ground town . Then they comes back to the base without stop because Adrian afraid the weather will become more hotter and they need to implant the zinks and metal before the weather become hotter and winter comes.

"Left—armored van! Strip it! "Right—half-collapsed warehouse. There's a machine press in there. Check for titanium alloy! "Move faster. Zombies incoming." When zombie hordes got too close, Jake didn't even bother with the cannon. A quick, brutal drift sent the rear hub grinder spikes spinning through the crowd—turning them into a rain of blood and bone. Sitting in the passenger seat, watching the black RV tear through the horde like a predator through prey, Bella was speechless. So violent.

They are some zombies but not much. Like ten guard inside the fence carrying heavy guns, all they do is to shoot zombies if it is increasing around the building. Fred drive closer, pull over then get down to speak to the guards. He told one of those guard that "Please open the gate for us" "Who are you?" the person replies. One zombie was coming closer to Fred, then he removed knife from his pocket and stab the zombie. "Please just open this damn gate for us! we need help, we need to speak to the lab coach." Fred told him.

Zack stepped into the moonlight streaming through the shattered floor-to-ceiling windows. He wasn't wearing a shirt. His chest was a map of scars—bite marks, claw rakes, and the jagged line where a hybrid had nearly gutted him last week. He didn't look like a tech-support specialist anymore. He looked like a scavenger. A ghost. He inhaled the cold, metallic air, his pupils dilating until his eyes were almost entirely black.

I told Sebastian all about it and he convinced our dad to invite all the children of all the chiefs that were in the same age range as us to dine with us at the palace on the full moon. We all gathered around and munched on the wild animals on the table and drank their blood till our fill. After the meal, Sebastian suggested that we play a game of combat. Sebastian made sure to pair me with the boy that I liked. I don’t quite remember what the prize was but I do remember that at our age, we would kill for it. Even though it was just a game that we played for fun, Caleb wouldn’t fight me, he lost to me on purpose because he was scared that he would hurt me, I knew he wanted the prize but back