My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 763

This was the elite evolved zombie's unique trait—the ability to endlessly regenerate. The swarm of the undead flocked to it like worker bees to a queen, drawn by its overwhelming presence.

Perhaps it had the potential to become a true Zombie King, possessing the qualities needed to dominate and compel lesser zombies to willingly sacrifice themselves for its sake.

Even in nature, insects lay down their lives for their queen and the survival of their species—so it wasn't surprising that zombies, devoid of self-awareness or fear, acted no differently.

Unlike humans, they felt no pain, no hesitation, no fear of death. To them, such sacrifices meant nothing. It was instinct. Obedience. An unstoppable, unthinking loyalty.

Now that the zombie horde had tightened their formation around the elite evolved zombie, shielding it at the center like loyal guards, it would be even harder for Kisha to land a killing blow. If only she had managed to strike it down during that fleeting opening earlier.

Alas—this elite evolved zombie was as slippery as a loach. At the last second, it had dodged her attack with uncanny agility, even going as far as sacrificing its own arm to keep the rest of its body intact. That was when Kisha realized—it was acting like a gecko, abandoning a limb to escape danger.

She clenched her teeth in frustration, bitter over the missed opportunity. But she couldn't afford to lose focus now—not when the stakes were this high.

Duke slowly made his way back to Kisha's side, his eyes fixed on the elite evolved zombie. He shared the growing concern—this thing needed to be taken down quickly. What worried him most was the possibility that, once its immediate guards were killed, it might summon nearby zombies to its aid.

If that happened, they'd be facing another wave, and it wouldn't just be their group at risk. The people waiting for them outside—completely unaware of the danger brewing inside—would be the first to fall, possibly wiped out before they even had a chance to defend themselves.

"What's the plan?" Duke asked, though deep down, he already knew what they had to do. Force—it was the only option.

"Hmmm, I'm not too sure either. For now, all we can do is try to force our way through…" Kisha admitted, her brows furrowed in frustration. She hadn't expected things to turn out like this. The situation had escalated far beyond what she'd prepared for. _{freewebnovel.cσ๓}

They were up against a terrifying foe—an elite evolved zombie with the ability to regenerate even its most severe injuries by devouring its own kind. That trait alone was horrifying.

But what made it worse was its intelligence. It was cunning, dragging out the battle in hopes of wearing them down, buying time until reinforcements could arrive.

Kisha knew that she and her team were strong—tiring them out wasn't easy, especially with her support skills keeping their spiritual energy and stamina stable, but time wasn't on their side. They couldn't afford a drawn-out fight.

"Agreed…" Duke said, his voice low but resolute as he coated his spear once again with a sharp, glowing aura.

Kisha glanced at him and smirked, a mischievous gleam in her eyes. "If there's no opening, then we make one."

Her words struck a chord, not just with Duke but with the rest of their team. Those who had frozen in place—stunned by fear or uncertainty—snapped out of it. One by one, they straightened, resolve hardening in their eyes. Nods passed between them, and their hands lit up with the glow of awakened abilities being summoned.