Apocalypse: King of Zombies - Chapter 387

Chapter 387: Warning: EXTREMELY DANGEROUS

Jacob was sharp—he immediately figured out Daisy’s weak spot. She could be as powerful as she wanted, but as long as he didn’t fall into her hallucinations, he’d be fine.

He resisted the pollen cloud, cutting down wave after wave of charging zombies without losing his cool. Everything was under control, smooth and methodical.

Seeing this, the nearby squad members regained their confidence.

“Looks like we might actually win this fight.”

“Yeah,” Jacob nodded. “There’s no massive zombie horde, just a small-scale skirmish. Of course we can hold the line.”

The soldiers around him were his personal guard—elite A+ class Awakeners, either speed or strength types—brought in to make up for the squad’s lack of close-combat power.

Further back, two second-gen dual-type Cyborgs stood scanning the battlefield with glowing green eyes, launching long-range attacks using ice and fire energy.

“Headquarters is already working on fourth-gen Cyborgs, and Nathan’s still using second-gen? Man, he’s like three versions behind,” Jacob muttered to himself.

Still, the team he led was a powerhouse—definitely one of the human faction’s main forces.

Off in the distance, Daisy frowned as she watched the scene unfold.

“So they’ve figured it out…”

Her pollen wasn’t doing much anymore, so she ditched the long-range tactics and went straight for melee. In a flash, she charged forward.

[Scanning… Target approaching: S-Class Zombie King.]

The green glow in the Cyborgs’ eyes pulsed rapidly as their AI systems picked up the threat. Their battlefield awareness was far sharper than any human’s.

“She’s coming in?”

Jacob was surprised. Most Zombie Kings with hallucinogenic powers were physically weak. Was she actually good at close combat too?

He turned to look—and saw Daisy sprinting toward them, flower petals swirling around her, gathering onto her body.

In the blink of an eye, the petals wove themselves into a suit of armor. It was pink, sure, but it still looked pretty damn intimidating.

“Holy shit,” one of the Awakeners gasped. “She can do that?”

“Stay sharp!” Jacob barked.

Daisy was already on them, leaping straight into the squad like a wild animal.

“This Zombie King’s a beast!” someone shouted.

In just a few seconds, she tore through two Awakeners—snapping one’s neck with her teeth, plunging her claws into the other’s chest.

“Let me handle her!” a burly man roared. He was built like a tank—broad shoulders, thick arms—a classic A+ strength-type Awakener and the team’s melee specialist.

He threw a punch straight at Daisy’s head.

But she was an S-Class Zombie King for a reason—her reflexes were lightning-fast. She tilted her head just in time, dodging the blow, then slashed back with her right claw.

The big guy caught her wrist mid-swing, locking it in a tight grip.

They started grappling, testing each other’s strength.

Daisy’s physical power was definitely her weak point. Even though she was high-level, her raw strength was only on par with the A+ brute.

“Heh… gotcha,” the man grinned, eyes gleaming. He couldn’t believe he had an S-Class Zombie King under control.

But Daisy’s eyes still burned with fury. The petals on her armor began to loosen, drifting toward the man’s face.

“Get back!” Jacob shouted, his voice sharp. At the same time, he unleashed a burst of psychic energy to shield the man from the petals.

The brute’s eyes widened in panic. He let go immediately and leapt backward, just as the petals surged toward him. But Jacob’s “Mind Storm” swept through the air, scattering them just in time.

“Damn, that was close,” the man muttered, heart pounding. If those petals had hit his face… he didn’t even want to think about it.

Up ahead, Daisy’s eyes were still full of venom.

It looked like she was running out of options.

But just then, Jacob’s brow furrowed. His psychic senses were razor-sharp, and he could feel something else—another threat—closing in.

“What now?” he thought, tense.

Then he felt it—above them.

He snapped his head up—and sure enough, there it was.

A massive figure was diving from the sky, wings spread wide like an eagle, plummeting straight down.

And its target?

The same big guy who’d just fought Daisy.

“Rhino, above you!” Jacob shouted, still directing the battlefield with sharp precision.

“Huh?” The big man looked up, confused but alert.

And then he saw it.

A massive figure was plummeting from the sky, growing larger by the second in his pupils.

“He wants to go toe-to-toe with me? Doesn’t he know even an S-Class Zombie King couldn’t take me down?” Rhino muttered, a cocky grin spreading across his face.

He didn’t dodge. Didn’t even flinch.

Instead, he planted his feet and threw a punch straight at the incoming creature.

The figure in the air mirrored the move, fist outstretched, diving like a meteor.

The moment their fists collided, it felt like a mountain crashing into the earth.

BOOM!

The impact echoed like thunder. A shockwave exploded outward, the ground beneath Rhino’s feet cracking like shattered glass, spiderwebbing in every direction.

Dust and debris blasted into the air, engulfing the battlefield in a thick cloud.

Everyone—humans and zombies alike—was thrown back by the force.

“Shit! Cough cough!”

People squinted through the haze, waving the dust from their faces, eyes wide with disbelief.

“What the hell was that?!”

“That power… was it a zombie or some kind of mutant beast?”

“I don’t know, man, but it had wings. It flew in like a damn missile.”

“Where’s Rhino? Did he make it?”

“…”

All eyes locked on the impact zone as the dust slowly settled.

The ground was wrecked—craters, cracks, and scorched earth everywhere.

And there, half-buried in the dirt, was Rhino.

His massive body lay limp, bones shattered, limbs twisted unnaturally. Blood streamed from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. His chest barely rose—then didn’t rise at all.

He was dead. Completely, brutally dead.

“Rhino!” someone gasped, horrified.

Then came the sound—schlkk!—as a massive claw plunged into Rhino’s chest.

Blood sprayed.

The creature yanked out his heart in one clean motion.

Everyone’s gaze snapped to the monster.

Its skin was dark and leathery, muscles bulging like coiled steel cables. Bone-like wings jutted from its back, flexing with eerie precision.

But its face—its face was the stuff of nightmares.

The nose and mouth jutted forward, filled with jagged, yellowed fangs. A few wiry whiskers stood stiff along its snout, giving it the unmistakable look of a rabid hound.

Its eyes burned with savage hunger.

Without hesitation, it shoved Rhino’s heart into its mouth, chewed twice, and swallowed.

Then it let out a low, guttural growl of satisfaction, like it had just eaten a gourmet meal.

The Awakeners from Genesis Biotech froze, not daring to make a move.

“What the hell is that thing?”

“Looks like a Zombie King that fused with some kind of mutant beast…”

“It’s like a dog. A giant, jacked-up, demon dog.”

“Whatever it is, it just one-shotted Rhino.”

“Yeah, and Rhino was an A+ strength-type. That thing’s on a whole different level.”

“…”

The murmurs rippled through the squad, fear creeping into their voices.

Jacob stood among them, face pale, sweat dripping down his temples.

“That power… it’s definitely S-Class. Don’t tell me this thing’s one of The Four War Generals from San Diego…”

Behind him, the second-gen Cyborgs’ eyes lit up with green pulses as they scanned the new threat.

[Scanning… Target identified: S-Class Zombie King. Abilities: Super Smell… Bone Manipulation. Warning: EXTREMELY DANGEROUS.]

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