Novel & Cerita Zilla In Final Wars

Base K1 simply couldn't afford to gamble like this. "Liam, time is not on our side," Milo went on. "Every form of defense is just slow poison. This is the final war between humans and zombies. Either they die out, or we do. If you want the upper hand, you strike while they are still weak and go all in. Once zombies fully evolve, we'll never have another chance. Waiting now is the same as putting the noose around your own neck."

"No more near losses. We end it united." "United," Jax and Ezra echoed. My eyes flashed with their colors, the resurrection complete. The final war for the continent roared to life around us, and we met it head on, four hearts beating as the shield that would break the old world forever.

Meanwhile, Archer was also surrounded by another group of zombies next to him, and Curtis knew that Archer wouldn't be able to save Dad in time. There was a sudden loud bang, and a bullet whizzed right past Dad's ear. Curtis then threw himself between Dad and the zombies, blocking Dad from their razor-sharp claws. Warm blood splattered all over Dad's face. He heard a low grunt from Curtis' mouth as the zombies' claws penetrated right through his armor. "Don't just stand there!" Curtis yelled, turning around with blood gushing from his mouth. "Take the commander away to safety!" … A month later, the war finally ended, and the fighters finally returned.

"What the hell did you do the man?" "The hell that supposed to be done a long time ago." "What the fuck!! I remember you now. You worked in Washington's military zone before?" "Yes, you know me and I know you are a little kid back then, but you're now a grown-up man and now, I want us to teamwork. I can control all this zombies you can also do the same, they can't bite us. I will feed them with humans flash I mean those people that won't abide by my rules! If we come across any living soul."

How could he be certain that something was going to happen? Abruptly, Jaedon stood up. He had been so shy last night, but now he seemed on a mission. He dressed quickly and then told me to dress as well. I did. “We must tell your mother and brother of our plan. We have to tell my pack and warn our allies up North. I think a war is going to happen.” My heart began to race. A war? I dressed quickly in jeans and a sweatshirt and he took my hand in his as soon as I was finished. He kissed me softly on the lips, sending electricity throughout my body.

I asked. “It’s just a suggestion, Your Highness. But if they knew that you are now dating the most influential entrepreneur around the world, they must be doing their best to hide and clean all the evidence that they left,” he whispered. “But I’ll try to locate them, Your Highness, since the amount of the money they stole is huge and I can’t let them be happy while we are having a hard time because of the budget that they stole.” “Execute them right away, then burn their body using the gold fire,” I commanded. Gold flame differs from blue flame. The blue flame is for wizards while the gold flame is for werewolves that can kill them right away. For the vampires, it’s a silver flame.

When interrogating someone, the soft ones were the easiest to crack. "Ah... Please, I'll tell you everything." The sounds of the apprehended soon followed—a series of screams, then pleas for mercy. It did not take even a minute for them to break. Afterward, a member of the Temple of War emerged, wiping blood from their hands with a piece of paper, ready to report. "My lord, we got the information. Their main base in Wyverna is at Bald Stone Ridge, and the top leader is called Zilla. As for the detailed layout of the base, it's still being drawn up."

Only the stoicism expected of a Dragonwolf. “Use the plasma, grant them a final mercy.” As the firing of blast staeves rang across the conquered entrenchment, Lieutenant Able Froster stood upon the opposite end of the hill they had just conquered. A dozen more hills lay empty and smoking, the banners of the fallen Eldraeci were removed as they were replaced by the draconic banner of the Zeraph Republic. If command was correct, this was their final mission. The war was indeed over.

Jess was telling him without realizing that Zion was standing on the door. He gave a death glare to Jess and then shoved her away from his shoulder. "HEY!!!" She could not help but shout at him, "I WILL KILL YOU TODAY." She ran to grab his hair but Ravi was faster. He hugged her from the waist to stop world war 3 that is going to start between them. "LET ME GO UNLESS YOU WANT TO DIE TOO." Jess tried to push him away but his grip was tighter. "I am really sorry." I told her again and ran to follow the fuming Zion. That was a really really bad idea to take him here.

"Call the goddamn Seers for them to perform the final rites." Natalie could not help but notice the falsehood in Delia. She was really shocked by Delia's actions and was standing totally perplexed. Within minutes, the twelve old seers and the only young seer, Taz, walked toward the open grave. Everything was going well and as planned for Delia and Heathrow until Taz had a vision right there as he performed some of the rites. He shook violently on the ground and his eyes had turned pure white. Everyone waited in alert to hear what the seer had to say, and finally he said; "No, she can't be buried. Not until the killer is found and persecuted. No, bring her out!!!"