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.

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.

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

It kept growing until it covered us too, the planets remaining , and soon, the entire system was covered by the red orb. “Descend, spawn of Chaos!” Kaymaer roared and all at once, hundreds of millions of harbingers started coming out of the sides of the orb. They ranged from massive behemoths, that made planets look like basketballs, to human sized creatures that scampered towards anything alive, and mostly towards X. I picked up my staff, ready to battle again, since my wounds were healed. I needed to protect Míriel and Zeus as long as I could.

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.

I drew in a sharp breath, suddenly sure that things were about to go very, very wrong. ‘Dalton,’ I whispered, mind-linking him. ‘Dalton, I think -’ Before I could say any more, there was a shout. The zombie had a hold of the warrior. Its frail appearance was obviously fake. It was strong enough to pick the warrior up as if he weighed nothing and throw him hard against the rear of the truck, holding him pressed up against the vehicle. The warrior yelled and growled in fury, kicking out to break free as the rest of the warriors leaped into action.

(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.