My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 926

Chapter 926: Chapter 926 Calling For Back Up

The weight of his oversight hit him hard; he had been so consumed by the fight, counting on reinforcements to arrive soon, only to realize now there might be none... unless they called for help themselves.

Keith had just lowered his bow after loosing a storm of energy arrows, cutting down swathes of zombies, when he froze. At first, it was confusion, then sheer dread washed over him as Vulture’s words sank in.

They really hadn’t contacted his sister yet. He had meant to, but the sudden arrival of the zombie wave had shoved it from his mind. Panic surged through him, and he scrambled to pull up the Territory interface once more. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Sir... Keith, what are you doing?" Vulture asked, noticing Keith swiping and tapping at something only he could see, fingers moving across an invisible interface.

"Contacting my sister," Keith answered calmly. He had already sent word, and to his relief, she wasn’t too occupied. Her reply had come quickly. "She’ll be here soon... I think."

Hearing this, Vulture gritted his teeth and pulled out his radio again. "Sparrow, we just contacted the Young Madam. She’s on her way, but we don’t have an ETA. All we can do now is hold out for as long as possible. You stay up there and keep your eyes sharp, find the mutated zombie. Once you spot it, don’t let it out of your sight."

"The Young Madam has to face that thing head-on if we’re going to end this zombie wave." Vulture’s voice was firm, carrying both urgency and determination.

"You really want to go through with this? Are you certain the Young Madam and Master can contend with a mutated zombie that’s both this intelligent and this strong? Have you forgotten how much trouble we had back at the chemical warehouse in City A, against that one with the potential to become a zombie king?"

"With the scale of this horde under its control, I’d wager this one is even stronger. We might need our entire force just to cover the Young Madam and Master, and even if reinforcements rushed here, they’d still be hours away." Sparrow reasoned grimly, his words cutting with hard truth.

But Vulture stood firm, convinced his instincts were right. No one else could deal with this creature better than their Young Madam and Master. He had seen it with his own eyes; their strength grew with each battle, their power unlike anything the rest of them could wield. Though he couldn’t name it, he had felt it when they fought.

And Vulture wasn’t wrong. The force he struggled to put into words was ’Aura’—the unique power Duke and Kisha commanded, the very power they had once used against the parasite-like mutated zombie that could seize control of other powerful corpses.

Sparrow let out a weary sigh, finally conceding to Vulture’s reasoning. Still, frustration gnawed at him; he hated standing guard while everyone else was locked in battle.

This was the first time he’d been forced to hold back during such a large-scale fight; usually, he was among the first to charge into the front lines. Now, all he could do was stand still, watching from above, feeling useless.

But once Vulture confirmed that Kisha and Duke were on their way, Sparrow forced himself to clear his thoughts. Lowering his radio, he steadied his gaze on the battlefield, searching for that elusive mutated zombie that seemed to be playing a cruel game of hide-and-seek with him.

And so, after that brief exchange, both Vulture and Keith threw themselves back into the fray. Vulture leapt to the front lines, determined not to let a single zombie slip past him. Thanks to the ’Blast Set’, his defenses were greatly enhanced, scratches and bites barely left a mark on his ’Earth Armor’.

That only fueled his confidence as he bulldozed through the horde, smashing zombies left and right as if he were playing a brutal game of whack-a-mole.

Any zombies that managed to get close to the wall were left for Clyde and Reeve to handle. Clyde unleashed his ’Gravity Impact’ skill, crushing everything within range into the ground until nothing remained but mangled flesh and shattered bones.

Beside him, Reeve used his ’Siren’s Call’, the sound waves rupturing zombie skulls with explosive force, heads bursting like grotesque balloons. Thankfully, the pair fought at enough distance that no one was showered with the foul spray of black blood and brain matter.

Still, the sheer display of power was something the survivors had never witnessed before, and it left them utterly stunned.

"Captain, don’t worry. Just focus your fire on the zombie clusters, we’ll handle the stragglers that escape the blasts," one of the wind ability users assured him. As he spoke, he conjured two shimmering ’Wind Blades’ in his hands and launched them toward the scattered zombies across the battlefield.

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