Zombie Manwha 소설 & 이야기

the pilot shouted over the noise, pointing down. Rachel pressed her face against the window, her breath fogging the glass. Her heart skipped a beat at the sight below: two figures locked in what could only be described as a battle of wills. The first, a tall, commanding young man, exuded a dark aura, his outstretched arms seemingly manipulating the swarming mass of zombies around him. The second, a younger man, stood his ground, his golden-hued eyes glowing with defiance as the horde seemed to hesitate under his influence.

Munch… Crunch… Suddenly, a chewing sound came from around the corner. Julian was stunned and poked half his head out to look. By the elevator, a zombie in a torn Armani suit was crouched on the floor, gnawing on a corpse that had long since become unrecognizable. As if it had smelled fear coming off a living person, the suited zombie suddenly went still. It slowly turned its head. Its cloudy, pale eyes locked onto Julian. A long, dark red piece of intestine was still hanging from the corner of its torn mouth.

The next morning, the guards and chef were already awake before I was. I had barely finished washing up when I saw them standing in the main hall waiting for me. Judging from the looks on their faces, they had already seen what was happening outside. I turned toward the street beyond the one-way glass just in time to see a swarm of grotesque zombies roaming the roads. Some still vaguely resembled humans, but most were drenched in blood, their faces twisted into horrifying shapes. A few were so badly mutilated that their organs spilled out as they ran.

Both Ruth and I turned our heads at the same time. From the pile of zombies nearby, a blood-soaked figure crawled out with what little strength he had left. One of his arms was missing. It was Dan. I raised an eyebrow in surprise. I had to admit, the guy was ridiculously tough. Falling straight into a swarm of zombies and still managing to survive?

It seemed inconceivable that the person I held dear could be involved in something sinister. I picked up the first document, scanning through the meticulously compiled information. It detailed Zea's connections to known members of the Manifesto group, individuals linked to previous acts of violence and extremism. The connections were not mere coincidences; they were purposeful and calculated. "Here," Lynn pointed at a highlighted section. "This email exchange between Zea and one of the group's leaders. They discuss their plans, their motivations, and their desire to seek revenge for her father's death." As I read the exchange, my heart sank. The words on the screen painted a chilling picture

Gigi instantly followed suit, doing the same thing. I barely processed what had happened when a scream left my lips at the monster that emerged. Her form was that of a wolf that had begun decaying, skin eaten away by bacteria, exposing the bones and organs inside her on her chest and legs. Her eyes switched to night vision and glowed a terrifying red. It was as if a zombie had climbed its way to earth in order to feed on all our pups.

"Go to Aunt Cleo!" Aqua's heart pounded in her chest as she stumbled towards the door, her legs shaking with fear. She glanced back to see her parents fighting valiantly, their magic clashing with the dark energy of their attackers. Milak's elemental fury and Zara's healing light intertwined in a beautiful yet tragic dance of power and sacrifice. But it wasn't enough. Milak fell first, a blast of dark energy striking him down. Zara's scream of anguish pierced the air as she knelt beside him, her light flickering and fading. The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares.

The Zombie howled and bawled maniacally like a rabid beast, but more white clothes lanced through it, leaving it no different than a blood-sodden block of cheese with more than a dozen holes all over it. Dark fumes surged in waves, enveloping it as its wounds healed again. But Jing Hong waited again, silently allowing the monster to recover. The young leader and his men stared with terror. "This unbelievably-beautiful woman was toying with the Zombie!?" "Is that the best you can do?" asked Jing Hong, her brows furrowing with apparent disdain as if the Zombie had disappointed her. Exasperated beyond words, the Zombie let loose another bitter howl. More dark fumes billowed around him in fierce

the man must have thought he had won. It seemed he had really won. Grace had yet not said anything for a long time. "Call Mayor Mount" he commanded Raymond. "Phone is in the car" Raymond winced. Grace dipped her hand into her pocket and brought out a vial. It had been long since Raymond saw one of these. Grace ingested it. The next part was not what he always liked. He looked away. Grace would transform into a zombie with a lot of pains. "Three minutes" the man said over the megaphone again. It seemed he was getting impatient.

Xia's eyes squinted a little in happiness, she giggled when she thought of this, very childish. The woman still cried for help until her voice went hoarse when noticed the girl didn’t even lift a finger to help her at all. She was very desperate, how could this girl be so cruel? There’s still 1 meter distance before reaching where a girl and an adult man is standing side by side with each other but she felt she already reached her limits. She stumbled upon the rock and lay face to face on the ground but still the girl and the man didn’t bother to help her at all. She closed her eyes in despair and waited for the zombies to devour her body whole. Xia phoenix eyes flash a strange light; she th