Chapter 417

Chapter 417 Last Stand in the Pit
Chapter 417 Last Stand in the Pit
Darian’s eyes widened.
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The little girl beside him mirrored his shock as she stared at Theresa, who was cutting through zombies like they were nothing.
This is incredible!
Theresa worked her way through the horde, slashing every zombie back to the source. She pressed on until she reached the bottom of the garbage pit.
Her swings were brutal. There weren’t many zombies left at the top, and one forceful blow sent several flying off the edges while shaking loose the ones below.
She had taken out every zombie she could see–but one remained.
Five minutes left.
Theresa glared into the dark, stinking pit. Within the reach of her mind power, there wasn’t a single zombie in sight.
Frustrated, she turned to look for another one behind her–and then she noticed Darian and his father.
“Dad!”
Darian lunged to his father’s side.
His father had been scratched by a zombie–somewhere on his leg–but there was no telling which one or
when.
Regret was the default for most people in situations like this.
At that moment, a man wearing a yellow mask appeared.
“Ms. Hall,” the man said with a cheerful smile, looking at Theresa.
“What do you want?” Theresa snapped, still in the thick of battle, showing no patience.
“I’m the second–in–command of Ark Camp Two,” the man said. “Nice to meet you. There was a small misunderstanding with your K1 Camp carlier–please, don’t take it personally.”
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Theresa recognized the voice. The masked man was the same idiot who had tried to blame her earlier.
“Misunderstanding? Oh? So, you’re saying you accept that I didn’t poison Ark Camp Three, and it was actually your side?”
The second–in–command’s expression shifted instantly. “Of course not! I believe your K1 Camp would never stoop to that, and neither would Ark Camp Two.”
“And now you suddenly believe me? What about Morgan and the others? Do you trust them? You can’t just trust everyone.”
His face darkened. “Why are you so aggressive? I came here because I respect you. Your little K Camp is nothing. If I wanted to crush you, I could do so easily. If you continue to disrespect me, your camp will face total annihilation.”
At his arrogant attitude, Theresa lowered her head, smiling faintly, then looked up at him. “Do you know what I enjoy most? Killing camp leaders.”
The second–in–command’s eyes widened.
The next second, Theresa kicked him squarely against the wall.
“Let’s see who gets wiped out first–your camp or mine!”
At that moment, Chadric began mutating.
Perfect timing.
She still had one zombie left to finish her mission. She decided to make use of the idiot in front of her.
With a swift kick, she sent the Ark Camp Two’s second–in–command stumbling toward the newly mutated Chadric.
The transformed Chadric sniffed the fresh, living scent, opened its cloudy gray eyes, and let out a guttural wail before sinking its teeth in.
The second–in–command struggled, trying to pry Chadric off, but His ability had been drained during the carlier fight against the zombies. Now, he was helpless as the zombie tore into him.
Theresa watched impassively.
it was karma
Ark Camp Thune’s zombie outbreak had originated from the fake inhibitor sold by Ark Camp Two
Now, the consequences had boomeranged back onto them
They had held an auction selling unstate indestve kubisory at outrageous prices. They had wested the product on a human at the cc–and their own camp was then overrun by assombies Dıscover more novels at
Even Ark Camp Three had ended up bringing to the vous
Everything had been caused by their own greed
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< 25% Chapter 417 Last Stand in the Pit +5 Free Coins The second–in–command, being mauled by Chadric, soon became drenched in blood. Without his ability, his strength was no match for a zombie. A zombie’s strength far exceeded a normal human’s. Zombies had no pain limitations or other human physiological constraints. Their jaws could open to maximum angles, and their muscles could exert full power when clawing. Therefore, a zombie’s overall strength far surpassed that of a human. When its claws sank into a person’s shoulders, it was like being gripped by unyielding iron–no amount of struggling could break free from the locked, five–finger hold. Each joint dug in like a curved hook, embedding deep into flesh. The only way to escape was to tear away the entire chunk of flesh. 10:38 25% Chapter 418 The 1,000th Zombie Chapter 418 The 1,000th Zombic