White Zombie Soul-crusher Novels & Stories

This is interesting. "Awoo! Awoo!" The sound of zombies howling traveled into the ears of Lucas and Scarlet. Subsequently, hundreds of zombies appeared before them. Swoosh! Following the appearance of a white aura attack, the hundreds of zombies dropped to the ground. Lucas opened up Fusion Grid in his mind and fused all the zombies. "Well, well, what a powerful human!" Suddenly, a cold voice was heard. Lucas looked in the direction of that voice and noticed a Rank 7 Dark Race standing on a tree.

Mrs Collins screamed and turned back running towards her van while tons of zombies also started running after her. Immediately she gets to where her van was parked and wanted to open the door, the key to the van fell from her because she was trembling one of the zombies that are after Mrs Collins was so close to her and wanted to beat her when someone from nowhere showed up and hit the zombie with the long harmer he was holding.

By the time they finished, the long-haired zombie was already rushing in. Leonard and Derek stepped back a few paces. Slice! The speed-enhanced zombie ran straight through the wires. Its body was cut clean apart. Even the skull, the hardest part, was sliced open from above the brow, its own speed driving it straight into the trap. Leonard drew a saber from his back. With a quick, precise motion, he hooked it into the split skull and pulled out a crystal core the size of a child's fist. The level 5 speed-enhanced zombie was killed instantly.

CRACK! The heavy wood connected squarely with the side of the monster’s head. The force of the impact jarred my shoulders, sending a painful shockwave up my arms. The zombie’s skull caved in with a sickening crunch. It stumbled sideways, but it didn't fall; it merely hissed, blindly swiping a clawed hand that raked against the thick tape on my forearm. I gasped, stumbling backward, but I didn't drop the weapon. I raised the bat high above my head and brought it down like a hammer directly onto the crown of its skull.

" Let's find the others now . " Adrian walks out from warehouse with the others while killing and taking the crystal from the zombies . " Be carefull .... "Adrian suddenly said as he shots to a certain place . " Zombie with high level ability ." Song Ji use gis ability to block the zombie from approaching them . " He is too strong .." Song Ji murmured as he try hard to fight the zombie with Gunny . " So that is why ...there are so many zombies around the two factories. They can't fight this high level zombies . " Adrian thought as he knock down the two men and thake out his four warrior puppets .

My hand struck a stool beside me, and without thinking, I grabbed it and swung it at the zombie. The impact sent it crashing sideways. I smashed the stool against the floor until it splintered apart, leaving only a broken wooden leg in my grip. Then I charged with full determination. “AHHHHHHH!” A scream tore from my throat as I drove the wood into its skull. The sound that followed made my stomach twist. Its head cracked apart like a walnut under pressure. The wooden piece punched through the front of its skull and burst out the back. The zombie finally went still.

They just kept coming. "They are zombies!" Jack screamed, reloading. "Tech-zombies!" Sebastian didn't have a weapon heavy enough. He looked at the Nullifier. He looked at Harper. "Do it!" Harper slammed her hand onto the needle. STAB. The machine woke up. HUUUUUUUM. A low, deep vibration began to fill the room. The skulls on the walls started to chatter. "It needs time to charge!" Braun yelled, throwing a Molotov cocktail (made from rubbing alcohol) at the horde. "We have to buy her two minutes!"

Oh my beloved, now I can trust that admiration is not a mirage. Thanks for giving me the sight of God's most beautiful creation. Which retainer needs to attend a crusade if they get your accommodation. My colorless life is now fully colored, more than the rainbow. The meaningless soul is expected to be this divine soul's shadow. After being feast on those eyes, my existence is triumphant now. Realm of beauty, I want to present myself to you as a bestow. <><><><><><><> Hello readers, Welcome to my first book 'Soul'

“Whatever-the-fuck. Anyway, I been watchin’ from here almost every night since then and he’s always gone real late on Wednesday nights. I’m goin’ in there and I’m bustin’ inta that stone chest . . . ” He reached behind him, unzipped his backpack and pulled out a short-handled, hand-held sledgehammer. He hefted it, like he was Thor and it was Mjölnir. “I’m bustin’ in there and gettin’ that box and I’m crushin’ all those tiles to fuckin’ powder. I dunno how I know it, but I do. Dad’s soul is trapped in them things, and I’m gonna let it out.”

Nate abruptly stopped reading, massaging his temples thinking that he was too mature to believe in such ridiculous tales; nevertheless he continued, hoping to find answers that could help shed some light on things he himself could not explain clearly. “It was said that all souls were set free to roam the earth on this holy night of the dead, returning to their eternal resting place at the crack of dawn, but a soul with a vengeance, a link or a chain bounding them to the land of the living may never find its way back into the gates of the afterlife…. Now what the hell does that mean? Are they saying a bunch of dead people usually wakes up on Peter Pak but if they have unfinished business they