My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 928

Chapter 928: Chapter 928 Going After The Mutated Zombie

Sparrow, who had been scanning the battlefield with sharp eyes, was the first to notice the mutated zombie’s subtle movement. It wasn’t heading for the frontline at all—it was creeping along the side, aiming to ambush Duke and Kisha. Sparrow immediately snatched up his radio, trying to warn Kisha.

From a distance, he spotted Kisha, effortlessly dominating the battlefield. When the radio clipped to her belt crackled, she snatched it up with her left hand while her right hand remained raised in position.

Her telekinesis surged outward, latching onto a massive school bus abandoned in the middle of the road that wasn’t far from her. With practiced ease, she swung the hulking vehicle like a battering ram, smashing into the swarm of zombies charging toward them.

Her control was precise; she avoided Duke, Vulture, and Evelyn fighting on the frontline, yet the sweep of the bus left carnage in its wake. The ground before Duke was littered with mangled flesh, black zombie ichor, and splattered brain matter.

Severed limbs and minced meat were scattered everywhere, the stench of rot thick enough to choke the air.

The sight was so gruesome, far worse than watching heads burst like an overripe fruit or bodies flattened beneath the gravity like thin cans. The frontline now looked less like a battlefield and more like a colossal meat grinder, and the nearby survivors, unable to stomach the horror, doubled over and vomited uncontrollably.

The survivors couldn’t help but feel both fear and reverence for Kisha as she effortlessly crushed the zombie tide surging toward them. Yet Duke wasn’t about to be overshadowed. Watching his wife dominate the battlefield, his own fighting spirit flared.

Pressing one hand firmly against the ground, he summoned his ’Ice Storm’. Frost immediately spread outward in a rapid crawl, racing across the terrain and swallowing the horde. One by one, zombies were encased in solid ice, their grotesque forms frozen into eerie statues.

But Duke didn’t stop; he kept pouring his spiritual energy into it until the storm reached several hundred meters in every direction, a frozen wasteland in the middle of the battlefield.

Vulture and Evelyn, recognizing the surge of power, quickly retreated to give him room.

Then, with deliberate poise, Duke rose to his feet. His body twisted to the left, spear angled like a baseball bat ready to swing. His ’Aura’ surged, pouring into the weapon until it thrummed with power.

In one sweeping strike, he unleashed a violent gust of wind and raw energy, the impact racing across the ice field. The frozen zombies shattered instantly, collapsing into glittering shards that clattered to the ground like broken glass.

In a single move, Duke had cleared the battlefield, erasing the wall of corpses that had been shielding the mutated zombie from his and Kisha’s sight.

At that exact moment, Kisha answered Sparrow’s call through the radio. But Sparrow didn’t even need to say a word—she had already spotted the mutated zombie.

With the ice field cleared, the creature stood exposed, like prey caught in a pair of headlights. For a brief instant, it froze, wide-eyed and panicked, before stumbling back.

It clearly wanted to bolt, to vanish into the tide again and wait for another chance to ambush. Facing Kisha and Duke head-on was never part of its plan, and now it realized just how fatal that mistake would be.

But how could Kisha and Duke possibly allow it to escape?

Duke immediately gave chase, his spear flashing as he sprinted forward. Kisha clipped the radio back onto her belt, her body lifting from the ground as her telekinesis carried her into the air.

Hovering above the battlefield, she swept forward after Duke, refusing to let the mutated zombie escape.

With Kisha gone from the frontlines, Vulture was forced to take command once more, though he was still locked in the thick of battle. Thankfully, Sparrow finally descended from his vantage point atop the building.

He leapt into the open, using his ’Whirlwind’ to control both his fall and direction, until he touched down near the shelter. The survivors, awestruck, greeted him just as they had Duke and Kisha, like a messenger of the God of War.

Sparrow immediately unleashed massive whirlwinds that tore through the horde, sweeping zombies into the air. Within the storm, he hurled razor-sharp ’Wind Blades’, turning the whirlwind into a colossal blender that shredded anything caught inside.

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