Zombie Apocalypse Manhwa Novels & Stories

Their method of defeating the weak was simply to behead them or shatter the crystal core hidden within the zombie’s body to prevent it from absorbing the aura of death in the bottomless sea. BOOOOOMMM… The battle looked tough for Mu Huanhuan’s side; after all, they were fighting creatures that thrived on death. With immortal bodies that were nearly impossible to kill, their only advantage was that their enemies lacked the same level of intelligence. As a result, the attacks from each creature were completely chaotic; they simply struck based on whatever instincts they possessed. BOOOOOMMM..

After Julian died, the horde in the hallway did not leave. The dozens of zombies devoured every bit of Julian's flesh and blood, but they still lingered outside the penthouse. They could smell a living person through the crack under the door. Bang! Bang! The zombies began throwing themselves against the front door. But by the thirtieth day of the zombie apocalypse and a month of neglect, with Julian's frantic pounding and the zombies' relentless attacks, the door finally gave way. Metal groaned under the strain. And then…

But when they looked at me, their eyes were filled with contempt, saying my sister generously gave me the multimillion-dollar inheritance and the estate, yet I showed no gratitude at all. They wondered how the Shaw family had produced such an ungrateful brat. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. Sharon didn’t genuinely want the convenience store. She only knew that in one month, a zombie virus would sweep across the globe. By then, money would be worthless, while the supplies inside that tiny store would become the key to survival. But what Sharon didn’t know was that in the apocalypse, having supplies meant nothing. The real challenge was keeping them in your hands.

he shouted to his comrades, his voice cutting through the chaos of the approaching fray. With a primal roar, the zombies descended upon the barricade, their sheer numbers overwhelming as they clawed and gnashed at the fortified barrier. The sound of metal scraping against metal echoed through the air, punctuated by the desperate cries of the undead. Hannah and Marcky fought alongside Brandon, their abilities complementing each other as they unleashed a barrage of offensive strikes against the encroaching horde. Hannah's flames danced and flickered, engulfing any zombies that dared to draw near, while Marcky's electrified attacks sent jolts of energy coursing through the ranks of the undead.

I remembered the first day of the apocalypse when cities turned into hell on earth as the streets filled with screams and blood. I remembered the countless deaths I'd seen over the last three years. The elderly, the children, my comrades, and those strangers. I remembered the people who were killed by their loved ones because of infection, and those who turned into zombies in the depths of despair. "I'll do it," I said. Uriah was so ecstatic that he almost jumped out of his chair. Iris merely nodded, as if she had expected my answer all along. In the days that followed, I became the research center's most special "guest".

Or so I had hoped. A large earthquake rocked the area, causing the four of us to stumble. I couldn’t keep my balance long enough to refocus and the result was disastrous. Souls quickly started pouring into the large room, whipping past us and lashing out in the only way they knew how. Many people wondered why they woke up with bruises and cuts that they randomly got during the night. They often mocked those who claimed the undead souls did such a thing… but they were not wrong. Vengeful souls, when released in our world, could do physical harm, though rarely.

Zahra and Rylee nodded; their eyes glinted curiously. Then, Lucas released the Apocalyptic Legion from System Space. Biggy the Zombie of Godly Boxer, White Doll the Zombie of Steel Limbs, Scarlet the Zombie of Polar Ice, Rayne the Zombie of Petrification, Sven the Zombie of the Ghastly Sword, Skeletal Lady the Zombie of the Big Clean Sweep, Rexy the Zombie of Godly Gun, Molly the Female Zombie King, and Aruna the Doll-like Zombie. The nine Honorable Ranked Zombies of the Apocalyptic Legion appeared before Zahra and Rylee.

It was surrounded by those 'walkers', stumbling around like they were in a trance. "What are they?" He breathed out, staring in disbelief. He chugged some water, letting out a sigh of hydrated relief. "They call them walkers." She pointed the screen down slightly to allow him to see easier and switched to the website she was reading. "There's information on them, finally." As Adam read, she watched his expression change from confused to terrified. "This is like an actual zombie movie." He spluttered, barely able to get his words out. Behind them, a stirring caught their attention.

The first month after the final battle, Rhys and I became the only two living ghosts in the entire logistics park. The days that followed were bland and repetitive. We repaired solar panels and counted supplies, like NPCs stuck in a glitched game. Rhys would often stand staring out at the frozen wasteland, absentmindedly knocking his wrench against the railing. "Cut it out." I leaned out from behind a checklist. "You’re not going to summon a miracle." "Boss, when’s this snow ever going to melt?" "When the devs patch the game." I didn’t expect the patch to come so soon.

A small Wraith no larger than a butterfly escaped the portal and flung itself at a white-faced Master level Neratomay, who grabbed her face where the Wraith landed. But it was too late. The Wraith was inside her. She collapsed to the floor and began to seize, shaking and trembling with impossible speed before leaping to her feet. But she was no longer a Neratomay. She had become a zombie with cracked skin, long teeth, and claws, her eyes deader than dead. The zombie leaped with unnatural speed at a shape-shifter that had shifted back to a man, tore him in two, and began to eat his torn flesh.