روايات وقصص ضمن Zombie Humans

She patted her face to make herself more conscious. It's impossible. The eyes of the zombies are blood red, and their skin will quickly become old, dry, or decayed. The blood vessels under the skin will also turn green - of course, the blood vessels of the fourth generation of mutated zombies that have appeared in recent years are black, but no matter what, zombies cannot mutate to be the same as living people!

All three men looked at her. No, she told herself. That couldn’t be the answer. But couldn’t it also be? If everyone was infected with the zombie virus, no one would be purely human anymore… And with the vampire blood, being infected wasn’t a death sentence. It would make everyone reliant on the vampires, on the supernatural. The Van Helsings wouldn’t have a bigoted leg to stand on, if everyone was supernatural in a small way…

As they reached a higher floor, the atmosphere grew tense, and the distant sounds of shuffling alerted them to the presence of mindless zombies lurking nearby. Brandon signaled for everyone to halt once again, preparing for a confrontation. The group prepared their weapons and abilities, anticipating the encroaching threat. The mindless zombies, drawn to the commotion, emerged from the shadows. They were eager to eat and fight them. Their vacant eyes and sluggish movements marked them as remnants of the once-living, now transformed into menacing creatures. The battle was fierce but coordinated. Brandon, Hannah, and Marcky unleashed their abilities with precision, while Liam and Jarvis wielde

It seemed even the military personnel had realized that the zombies were simply impossible to wipe out. The neighborhood was quiet, but abnormally so. We occasionally heard some zombie roars, and there was no one alive in sight. Joyce looked out the window curiously at the zombies roaming around outside. "Mommy, why won't they stop walking?" She still couldn't understand life and death. I said cajolingly, "Because they're very ill and can't go home. If you see people like them outside, remember to hide, okay? Or you won't be able to come home, too. Do you understand me?"

There was something about him that made Jasper think that he just might be able to help him like once things settled down. If his information was correct, unlike the vampires and werewolves, the zombies weren’t sent from another dimension. They were humans whose humanity went bad. If Jasper was correct, zombiesm was caused by a virus of some type. If there was one thing that he was certain of it was that all viruses had a cure. He just needed time to find it.

This was all him, this was all the weird evil man baby. I stopped running and fell to the ground panting. My heart was beating like it was about to leave my chest and I had not noticed until now but I was the only one on the streets. it was completely deserted. Where did all the humans go? Did he kill them all? or were we in another world? his world. What even was he? or it?

It is not the crimson of dried blood anymore, but the vivid, beautiful fresh blood. Even so, the rotting flesh was still squirming. It seemed that the man with the monstrous form had been thoroughly swallowed by the blood flower on his face, to the point that nothing remained. Selina stepped closer to the green puddle, smelled it, only saw a strong fishy smell, but couldn't tell what it was. Humans today, which are so much more advanced than before, that even hounds can sniff out Selina's own kind. So. creating a bunch of people who can't be human, not even demons, it's not strange at all.

Streams of white light energy hit them and sent them and the bodies they possessed down into the abyss. I moved my hand, aimed at zombies, and sent them to the darkness of the Underworld. A zombie in the form of a naked shifter had cracked the back of a screaming Neratomay Elder, and I shot it, sending the both of them into the abyss. Paul was punching a zombie that had entered the body of a Were-bear, its mouth the size of an alligator. Though Paul knocked the bear off balance, the bear wasn't stunned. I aimed my power at the bear's cavernous mouth seconds before it would have locked onto Paul's face. I returned that abomination to the Underworld.

He still can't understand why they bother carrying on that race when they know that they would cease to exist someday. Humans. A mere human. How dare fate test his patience? How dare that damn mating bond get activated to a human girl? Or maybe he was wrong. It truly could have been a coincidence, or maybe a hoax. Because, never in a million years would he accept a human for a mate. Humans were just food bags to him. Nothing more than that. A familiar scent greeted his nose and he groaned. So much for thinking she wouldn't come anytime soon. "You can come out," Scott told his sister, who made herself visible immediately.

one of the Soul Drenching Squirrels was aghast. “To think that I'd one day witness the true Euphonic Call of the Deities... and to my death at that, this is indeed messed up!” said another. As the earth trembled, buried bones of savage beasts and humans began to assemble themselves up from the ground. It was like one of those zombie movie wherefore the zombies ascended up from the ground in graveyards, during their appointed time. I didn't know what expression to carry on my face; to laugh or to burst into tears of the overpowered Kira.