My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 930

Chapter 930: Chapter 930 Unmoving Zombies

ROAR!!!

The mutated zombie bellowed furiously, and in response, the horde surged like a raging tide, rushing straight toward Kisha in a frenzy. Its reaction made it clear just how enraged the mutated zombie was.

But Kisha showed no fear—if anything, her mocking gaze seemed to taunt it further, as if saying, "Just as I thought."

Infuriated, the mutated zombie forced more of its kind under its control. Because of this, the zombies assaulting the shelter suddenly halted, as if someone had hit pause. Then, those from the rear broke away, turning sharply before stampeding in Kisha’s direction.

At the same time, Sparrow soared into the sky, riding his "Whirlwind." He unleashed an even greater storm of Whirlwind, feeding it with countless "Windblades" until it became a massive blender, tearing through the horde. Yet, as he focused on maintaining control from above, he noticed something strange: the zombies beneath him froze mid-attack. Suspicion flickered in his chest just as he caught sight of the rear ranks breaking away.

Dust clouds billowed as thousands of feet pounded the ground in unison, the horde stampeding like wild beasts. Sparrow’s heart skipped a beat, and a chill crept into his bones. He knew that direction. It was where Kisha and Duke had vanished.

Without wasting a second, Sparrow snatched up the radio and called out urgently.

"Young Madam, can you hear me? Over."

"Yes, what’s wrong?" Kisha’s calm voice answered almost immediately, even as she continued controlling the six vehicles that swept through the streets, mowing down clusters of zombies like weeds.

Not far from her, Duke was locked in a brutal one-on-one with the mutated zombie. His spear, cloaked in a shimmering aura, clashed against the mutated zombie’s tough hide.

Thanks to that aura, he had already managed to inflict several wounds. The creature’s defenses were monstrous, but Duke’s aura cut deeper than any ordinary weapon could. Without it, even scratching the mutated zombie would have taken unimaginable effort.

"Young Madam, the zombies in the back just turned around, they’re running straight toward your direction!" Sparrow quickly reported, his eyes locked on the shifting horde while Vulture and Evelyn pressed their assault against the ones still attacking from the front.

"I understand..." Kisha replied calmly, though her lips pressed into a thin line. That meant she and Duke had only a small window of time before thousands of zombies arrived. She deduced that the mutated zombie’s earlier shriek had summoned the ones at the rear; its call clearly carried a radius.

Fortunately, it hadn’t been able to pull in the zombies already near the shelter. Those had only paused, confused, instead of retreating.

It seemed the shriek had severed the mutated zombie’s control over the zombie horde that was farthest from it, leaving their minds in disarray. That brief lapse gave Sparrow, Vulture, and the others a rare opening to push back before the swarm fully reorganized.

And so, Vulture and Sparrow immediately ramped up the frequency of their attacks, taking full advantage of the sudden pause. The awakened ability users from the shelter noticed it too, and without hesitation, unleashed everything they had.

Even the ordinary humans manning assault rifles joined in, raining bullets down on the unmoving horde. With the zombies frozen in place, it was like shooting at helpless targets lined up in the open, easy prey in a battlefield that rarely offered such an opportunity.

"Hoohahh! Everyone, push harder!" Rakan bellowed as he pulled out the RPG supplied by the STAU. Dropping to one knee on the second floor, he steadied his aim through the scope, locking onto the cluster of zombies at the rear, the same area where the horde had begun retreating from.

If this disturbance truly came from the mutated zombie severing its control over thousands of drone zombies to better focus on commanding the reinforcements it called, then cutting off that retreat was crucial. Better to crush the rear first while the awakened ability users tore through the front lines.

Rakan wasn’t the only one who saw this. Sparrow had already begun channeling his ’Whirlwind’, directing it toward the back ranks. Noticing this, Rakan adjusted his angle carefully, making sure his RPG’s trajectory wouldn’t intersect with Sparrow’s attack. After all, Sparrow’s whirlwind was already packed with deadly ’Windblades’ inside; there was no need to risk wasting a shell by detonating an RPG shell inside it.

"RPG incoming!!!" Rakan roared as he pulled the trigger. His warning wasn’t for show; it was to keep Vulture and Evelyn from charging too far back and getting caught in the blast. Even before the rocket struck, Rakan was already moving with practiced efficiency, sliding another round into the launcher to reload.

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