Zombie Warhammer 40k Novels & Stories

We watched as flames engulfed the corpses, instantly warming us. “Who were they?” I asked. “One of our enemies, the Bois Sombre Pack. But they’ve grown really weak. I know it didn’t seem it, but four of them should’ve been able to easily overpower us.” He shook his head. “I probably should’ve kept one alive for interrogation, but fuck them.” He turned and threw his arms around me. “I’m just glad you’re okay.” “Why are they weak?” I asked.

Ezra had also received his opponent's wild declaration of war. He closed his eyes slightly, speculating on his opponent's exact direction. Windy and Nolan also heard howls filled with declarations of war. The instincts of a Wolf warrior didn't let them have the slightest thought of backing down. They both spun in unison as they flew in Ezra's direction. All the creatures in the forest are afraid to return to their lair because the mystic declares war. The forest was suddenly frighteningly silent, and it was possible to see the danger lurking in that atmosphere.

is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished. When he finished bathing and getting dressed, he went to his secret armory. It was a bedroom inside his bedroom, it was inside the wardrobe hidden here a safe the size of a bedroom. In this room of his are all kinds of guns, blades, and other improvisations that he uses for his missions. In the middle of the armor, there is a large table, there are compartments and in each compartment has explosives like frag grenades, flash bang, and smoke grenades. There are also some different types of blades that he use. On the right side of the armory, there are the rifles M16, M4, AK47, AK74, Berreta A

Hordes of zombies, bearing the signs of the plague and bearing the faces of the people of Genbofen, marched to war against the living. With the last vestiges of his conscious mind, Viktor returned the sights, smells and sounds to the unearthly ethereal matter from which they originated and watched them melt and dissolve into a black slime, at the same time drawing the dark power of the essence of death itself that was solidifying within the crypt and concentrating it on a single point, a single thought. He wanted to live. And that simple wish took shape. A bolt of dark energy was released from Viktor like an eruption, in a catastrophic shock wave of lethal power. He collided with Theodria an

Daniel laid there a little longer before he went back into the living room. The fire was low, throwing more firewood in the fireplace, he sat near it. Daniel needed to get back to his planet before the girls got comfortable here, he would come back when he knew the planet was ready for them. The last time he tried bringing them there, the war started early, and many died including Gabriela and Abey. “You think they can pull off saving this world again?” Adrian a Dark Council member spoke walking out of the darkness of the corner.

(Zombie Lord) Listless growl comes out from the zombie lord as I twist my sword and decapitate it's head and cut opened it's body from it's waist up to it's neck. "That is one large cores…owh, it's been awhile since I saw this thing..there's 2 of them..". Embed inside the chest was the Zombie Lord green cores and 2 deep blue crystal shards. Name: Zombie Lord Cores Rank: S (Threat Level 4) Type: Undead Elemental Size: 20cm (Oval) Description: The Cores of a 5000 Years old Zombie Lord who governs the 3rd Floor of Dwertur Catacombs(Dungeon)

No matter how many times I utter it, war will always signify death… death for the brave and the cowardly alike, even for those who emerge victorious. I know this conflict is unavoidable. As long as Adis and Zombie remain steadfast in their belief that the underworld cannot accommodate both of them, a clash is inevitable. I’m certain I could reason with Adis if I tried, but Zombie will only allow him to surrender if he leaves his pack and departs from the underworld. To Adis, there is no alternative way of life, and I can’t ask him to abandon everything he knows.

Lucas the Demon, 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, and Rexy the Zombie of Godly Gun. Lucas, the Apocalyptic Legion, Dark Ashura, and tens of thousands of Dark Races began their grand march toward the Sky Blue Base City.

"Why is it so loud this early..." His voice was cut off. On the screen back in the bunker, Julian's pupils widened. He froze as if someone had cast a curse on him. The once-bustling downtown streets had become a hellscape. Burning vehicle wrecks were everywhere. Torn flesh and innards littered the ground, and hundreds, maybe thousands, of bloodstained zombies staggered through the streets. One zombie lay sprawled on the hood of a sedan, greedily gnawing on a human leg.

Upon seeing this, the disciples guessed that these guys were part of them. As they approached, they all knelt to the ground as they payed respect to Silver and Laz. "Greetings, great Vampdragon Prince. Greetings, great Dragon Seer!" The greeted. "What news have you brought?" The seer asked. "Great Seer, the human world is at war. The Demon Vampires are using portals to bring in beasts into the human world!"