My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 607

"Vice City Lord, the oil is nearly gone!" shouted the soldiers who had been pouring the used oil over the zombies.

Despite this, the aftermath of their tactic was clear: the remaining pillars of zombies that had been scaling the wall were now engulfed in flames and crumbling to the ground.

Then, from within the mist, an angry roar echoed, signaling the evolved zombie’s fury.

While it was a sign of their success, it also meant that they had taken down a substantial number of zombies in the process.

And Duke wasn’t in a rush to confront the evolved zombie.

In fact, he’d just come to a realization: the evolved zombie, lurking within the mist, might only be using the mist as its ability, along with crowd control to manipulate the horde at will.

If that was the case, then all Duke needed to do was pinpoint its location, which would make it easier to tip the battle in their favor.

Once he dealt with this one issue, they could return to their original strategy without exhausting his soldiers and warriors by constantly battling zombies that appeared out of the mist.

The zombies seemed to emerge at random, waiting for Duke’s forces to lower their guard before launching an attack.

But if his people stayed alert, never letting their defenses slip, they risked wearing themselves down mentally.

Duke continued to monitor and analyze the zombies’ movements and patterns.

Just moments ago, when the evolved zombie let out a roar, Duke used the sound to try and pinpoint its location within the mist.

That’s when it hit him—the zombie might not be as far away as they thought. It could be standing right in the middle of the mist, watching them from a distance.

They couldn’t see the evolved zombie, but perhaps it could see them. If that was the case, it would explain how the zombie was able to direct the horde, determining where and when to strike.

Having finished his analysis, Duke instructed the soldiers and warriors to hold their positions and wait while resting.

They had already dealt with the pillars of zombies that were still burning near the base of the wall, eliminating most of the threat.

What Duke needed now was to confirm whether his suspicion was correct.

"Wind-type awakened ability users, line up here!" he commanded, stepping aside to make room for them.

As the warriors with wind-type awakened abilities lined up beside him, all eyes turned toward him in anticipation. Duke pointed in a specific direction, his voice steady.

"Use your strongest whirlwind and cast it toward that area—all at the same time."

The warriors exchanged glances, taking deep breaths as they prepared. Then, with a shared understanding, they began to focus, conjuring the whirlwind, ready to execute the plan.

As the whirlwind grew stronger, the wind users pushed it forward, directing it toward the specified area.

The mist was sucked up and carried away by the powerful gusts, momentarily clearing the path.

However, the mist would gradually return, slowly reclaiming the area.