Swarm Of Zombie Limbs Mga Nobela at Kwento

"What are you doing!" "It's here! It's here! It's here! It's going to eat my children!" the woman screamed, shoving the cart toward the nearest room like she had lost her mind. Hayley felt something was wrong. She followed the direction the woman had been staring. Suddenly, she saw a mutated conjoined zombie crawling out at the corner of the hallway ahead. It had two heads, four arms, and two legs. All six limbs hit the ground at once. It skittered forward like a giant spider, moving fast. Behind it came a massive group of child zombies, all around five or six years old.

After the Spirit Form shouted, hundreds of zombies appeared out of the blue. The zombies were Level 1 Zombies. However, there were a few zombies among them that caught Lucas' attention. Those zombies were Level 2 Zombies, but their hands were extremely sharp. It was as if they had metal claws that reflected to light of the sun. Lucas had never seen such sharp claws before. He started thinking of cultivating some of them. After all, the Apocalyptic Legion was an army. Aside from having generals, he should have troops as well. The tens of teenagers were startled upon the sight of the hundreds of zombies that had appeared out of nowhere.

It took a moment to process the scene in front of her before shock hit like a bucket of ice cold water and the blonde practically threw herself back to escape the grotesque scene. The two men who had attacked her now lay prone on the ground, eyes staring up at the soft grey sky, but they were empty, lifeless. That was because one head was no longer attached to the body and the other male was ripped open like he had been savaged by some wild beast. The coppery scent of blood hung heavy in the air, mixing with the scent of urine and shit while steam rose from the opened torsos and fingers and limbs twitched. Before falling still.

"Maybe I'll collect some long-due interest too." The convoy raced through the ruins. Iris led the team personally, which consisted of twenty elite superpowered soldiers who were all heavily armed. I sat in the passenger seat of the lead vehicle, watching the crumbling ruins fly by outside the window. Ever since the gray-white streaks had disappeared, my vision had become incredibly sharp. I could see maggots in the eye sockets of a zombie 300 yards away, and weeds growing in the cracks of the ruins. I could even see the rising black smoke in the distance.

I remained silent at the front, with my gun raised and ready the whole time. The emergency lights in the research lab flickered on and off, and the air stank of blood and decay. Distant growls of the zombies rumbled through the halls. We were about to reach the exit when a familiar wail cut through the darkness. "Help… Please, help me!" I took a closer look and saw Esmeralda pinned against a wall by three zombies, their teeth sinking into her. Her right arm had been ripped off, blood gushing like a fountain.

The female zombie followed closely, her head tilting at odd angles as she moved. --- As Akin wandered, he came across a small group of zombies gathered near an overturned bus. Their guttural groans filled the air as they clawed at the vehicle, trying to reach the corpse trapped inside. Akin approached them with a casual air, his smirk widening. "Morning, fellas," he said. The zombies turned toward him, their lifeless eyes registering his presence. Akin raised a hand, and they immediately froze, their heads cocked as if awaiting orders.

Screams tore through the B2 level. Martha and I bolted for the stairs. Marcus stumbled behind. The smell of blood hit us like a wall. In the makeshift chapel, Sister Catherine was on her knees before the cross. A bloody hole gaped in her neck. A zombie was hunched over her, greedily tearing at her flesh. It had crawled in through an air vent. “Oh God…” Marcus retched. I grabbed a nearby iron chalice and slammed it into the zombie’s head.

My head swarms with a dozen different things. I know I wanted answers, and I knew I probably wouldn't like them. I didn’t think the answers would have anything to with babies, turning me, or being introduced into the zombie world. I didn’t know zombies could have kids or that they would find a way to turn humans that didn’t have the mutation. It’s all too much to process.

I walk through the crowd of people conversely to see the source of danger and my eyes almost bulges out. Zombies swarm across the hole from above the leaking ceiling of the base. Endlessly falling and tumbling to the ground chasing and biting people with their disgustingly sharp teeth..! Blood saturating the ground with rotten smells and tiny worms splattered around the base. "This is the apocalypse?!" I have never seen one before. This is the first. "Help..! Aaaaahh!" A rotting zombie takes hold of a child and is about to bite her. My hand trembles but I pick up my courage and...

"We end this tonight!" I met his blazing gaze, nodding, the moon's glow casting a ghostly silhouette behind him. Like a tidal wave, our allies surged forward, the lines between life and undeath colliding with a violence that shook the earth itself. Our strategy was simple, if not frantic—a slash, a dodge, an unyielding onslaught. I darted left, my jaws snapping shut on the decomposing limb of a too-close-for-comfort zombie. The limb detached with a grotesque snap and regrew. Using my blowtorch, the zombie rogue now turned to dust.