"Man, the intel was way off this time. With that Zombie Overlord's freaky skills, we're talking at least four to five stars in difficulty!"
Silas frowned deeply.
Thinking back to that scene still gave him the chills, that tall, terrifying figure.
Facing such a dire situation, the female Awakener couldn't help but start crying, her voice choked up.
"I... I'm not ready to die yet."
"It's okay, we're safe for now, just need to get some energy back..."
Harper was about to comfort her, but his voice suddenly stopped.
Because a bad feeling washed over him, being a psychic Awakener, he was extra sensitive to danger, and it felt like something was creeping up on them...
Harper was on pins and needles, a chill running down his spine, he instinctively looked back but saw only pitch darkness, nothing there.
"Harper, what's up with you?"
Silas noticed his off behavior.
Harper's brows were furrowed.
"It feels like... something got in!"
"What?"
Everyone around was shocked and incredulous.
"Harper, don't freak me out, man!"
"Right... with walls this thick and unbroken, how could anything get in?"
"Weren't we just saying it's safe?"
"...."
People murmured among themselves.
"I'm not sure, maybe I'm just strung out from using my powers too much."
Harper rubbed his forehead, equally in disbelief.
It's normal to have illusions when you're super stressed.
Maybe his instincts were off...
But just as Harper turned his head back, behind him, a tall figure appeared out of nowhere, his shirt pristine white, his expression cold, like the grim reaper himself!
Silas and the female Awakener, sitting opposite him, saw it clearly.
Their eyes widened in shock, as if seeing a monster, their faces filled with horror, even doubting their own eyes.
"He... he... he got in!"
The female Awakener stuttered.
Harper looked puzzled.
"Who?"
But as soon as he finished speaking, he realized something was off, because everyone was staring behind him, their faces filled with terror.
There really was something...
A strong sense of crisis surged again, he felt the breath of death, and dared not look back, fearing his life might end right there.
But he couldn't suppress the urge to turn around, slowly turning his head, but a large hand was already on his head, piercing through his skull, directly extracting his core crystal.
"Thud!"
As he turned, Harper's body fell to the ground, in the moment of death, he vaguely saw the pristine white shirt.
That grim reaper figure had really come in...
And his last thought emerged.
"Everyone here... is gonna die..."
Silas's eyes popped out of his skull as he watched Zane's killing moves from up close. Despite his experience hunting Zombie Overlords, this freaky scene was a first for him!
The walls were reinforced to the max, yet Zane had sneaked in without a peep.
It felt super eerie.
This was a legit Ghost Corpses!
The female Awakener was scared stiff, her pretty face turned ghostly pale as she stared at Zane, her body trembling non-stop.
"This graveyard's got some solid construction..."
Zane scanned the area.
The hotel walls were like ten meters thick, making the inside look like an oval-shaped tomb.
Silas wasn't about to just sit around and wait for the end.
"Fire at will!"
The sound of rapid gunfire filled the air as the armed crew pulled their triggers, the muzzle flashes cutting through the darkness, bullets raining down like a storm.
Zane's body flickered with red light, almost turning into nothingness as the bullets passed right through him and slammed into the wall behind.
"This..."
People were freaking out. Ghost Corpses were no joke; firearms were totally useless, and a wave of despair washed over everyone.
But they kept firing, the roaring of the guns deafening, not just aiming at Zane but also as a final protest against this cruel world.
Why... did it have to be like this?
In the next moment, Zane activated his "Dead Zone," covering the surrounding area and instantly silencing the gunfire.
The armed folks were just regular humans and couldn't handle the pressure; their bodies burst like smashed watermelons, one after another.
Zane looked around at the splattering blood and was reminded of the 'garlic paste' from his orphanage days.
After the fireworks, it's time for dumplings...
Facing this group of defeated soldiers.
It was a total massacre!
Silas and the female Awakener were already drained, and now enveloped by the "Dead Zone," they were in extreme pain.
The female Awakener clenched her teeth, realizing facing such a Ghost Corpses meant a death rate not of 80% but 99.999%!
"Die!"
With a scream, blood trickled from the corner of her mouth as she overexerted herself, unleashing her last bit of energy.
Suddenly, countless steel bars flew out from the thick walls, slicing through the air like arrows, shooting towards Zane from all directions.
Since these steel bars were mixed with the energy of the Awakener's Core crystal, Zane didn't take them head-on. With a wave of his hand, the power of the "Dead Zone" blasted the steel bars away.
At the same time, he approached the female Awakener.
In her eyes of despair, he reached out and extracted her Core crystal.
Her body fell limply to the ground.
One thought crossed her mind.
"Who the heck gathered this intel, calling this a one-star corpse nest? I hope that intel guy meets a Zombie like this every day..."
After the female Awakener's death, the Hunting King operation team was almost wiped out, leaving only Silas.
But this guy had a strong will to survive. Seizing the moment when the "Dead Zone" power was momentarily dispersed, he burst out his last bit of energy.
"Armor of Earth!"
With a thought, the dirt from the surrounding walls rapidly gathered towards him, adhering to his limbs and torso, and in a blink, he transformed into a giant made of earth!
With the dirt enhancing him, Silas's size ballooned to three meters tall, his arms as thick as an adult's waist.
He looked power-packed.
Silas, fighting against the crushing pressure of the "Dead Zone," swung his heavy arm, throwing a punch at Zane with a whoosh of wind.
Zane didn't dodge; instead, he threw a punch back.
"This dude's kinda interesting..."
So, he cranked it up to eighty percent power.
In the darkness, the air boomed with the sound of a sonic boom, his iron fist unstoppable like a dragon breaking the sea.
"Boom!"
When their fists collided, it was like two hills smashing together, a thunderous crash followed by a crisp 'crack.'
The Earth Giant's arm seemed tough but now showed web-like cracks and started to crumble and fall off.
Soon, Silas's real arm was exposed, hanging limply, completely numb.
"Man, that's strong..."
Silas gritted his teeth, feeling the weight of the situation. This Zombie Overlord wasn't just weirdly powerful, but his physique was insanely robust!
Almost like there's no beating this guy...