NOVEL NEXT Chapter 25: 400 Zombie Kills!
Draziel squatted, touching the foot print. Then his expression turned frosty. The footprint was three hours old. Which meant he had likely ingested the nuclei within the place he had selected.
With Jaws clenched, he turned away and headed for the garage. He needed to reach at least 10 points in strength and in agility before he might have a chance to stand against the Licker that is if it hadn't already evolved yet.
Although half of the garage had collapsed to the downward garage, half was still intact, letting the zombies roaming about the garage climb through.
The place was too spacious, and there was a possibility of the zombies surrounding him, he would be trapped with no escape route. But he didn't plan on backing away anyway. Go big or die trying.
"Increase strength by 3 points." Draziel was very decisive in his tone.
[Strength +3]
[Draziel Mvcyger] | [Sex: male] | [Strength: 7.0] | [Agility: 7.0] | [Vitality: 4.0] | [Evo points: 0.8]
"Rumble!"
In just a split second, he felt his muscles become stronger but at the same time softer. His skin hardening while at the same time flexible. Draziel felt as if lightning had struck his body, giving him a slight itch that soon spread to his entire body and then disappeared in a flash.
He clenched his fist and he felt an enormous amount of strength coursing through his veins.
This is what it feels like having seven heavy weigh champion inside of him…
He went to a nearby pillar and abruptly released a punch.
"Bang!"
One side of the pillar exploded to dust, scattering marbles and dust debris over the place. Ignoring the pain, he flexed his muscles.
"I wonder what the nuclei looks like." He muttered softly.
The loud bang from the punch was like ringing a bell within the silence, Instantly attracting zombies as they ran towards Draziel.
With the strength and dexterity of seven men combined along with his sharply honed instincts and intuition with lightning fast reflexes, dealing with the zombies proved easy, perhaps a little too easy.
His axes were no different from a blending machine, cutting through the horde of zombies like their body were made of grass. Blood, brain matter, fluid and bones splattered over the ground of the garage as Draziel spun his blade in his hands.
He was like a legendary war god, cutting down hundreds of foes before they could even think to blink.
"Boom!"
A zombie's head flew, crashing against a car's wind shield, turning into bloody meat paste, it's eye dangling off the edge.
Draziel's evolution points kept increasing exponentially as the amount of radiation in that area was gradually beginning to thicken. They seem to be converging towards this particular direction and the more he killed, the more radiation converged.
At one point, he had killed a few hundreds of zombies when the radioactive substance in the area started to become a thickening mist of yellowish air.
Perhaps if it weren't for the mask he was currently putting on, he might have died from the vast amount of particles converging towards his direction with the wind.
It got to a point where he began to feel his skin getting irritated. And he could feel himself inhaling more radiation even with the gas mask.
Draziel endured. He just needed a little more.
"Bang!"
Four zombies where bashed backwards as their heads sliced into half. As though he had eyes behind him, he spun around slicing the three zombies that were attempting to ambush him, he quickly left his position, moving every second with every four to five zombie he killed.
His every move split apart the fog as the two axe in his both hands danced, but air rushed in back to fill the gap he had created. It was as though he could split apart wind itself.
His level of coordination was extreme and his hand to eye coordination was the best anyone could ever witness. But no one was there to watch the spectacle.
"Done!"
The fog was so dense Draziel has long since stopped relying on his vision and only his sense. Extreme level of attention to every detail. That little tug at the back of your mind, coordinated with sounds, wind movement, ground vibration, smell, and taste will bring the universe to its kneel.
Every little movement was anticipated by Draziel as though he could foresee the future.
Draziel avoided numerous claw strikes and quickly moved away from the intense fog of radiation. According to his calculations, he had achieved 400 kills. Might be over 400, but not less than.
Even with the mountain of corpses on the ground and rivers of fluid on the ground, zombies were swarming in from within the city, even more than what Draziel had accounted for.
He had speculated that only those at a 200 meter radius would be attracted which is up to like a few hundreds of zombies since he had cleared most within the hall at the ground floor.
But the zombies swarming at him were just too much. It was like they were calling each other from distances away or they were being purposely directed to him.
The first one is highly unlikely as zombies don't have the intelligence to communicate with each other which leaves for the second option. Someone or something was purposely leading them here.
Jonathan should be able to attract a few dozen zombies, but not hundreds which leaves only one option left.
Draziel changed his position, moving towards the garage above through the collapsed debris which lead him to jumping quite a few blocks, before heading to the top with a leap. His agility is seven times that of a regular human, therefore he could jump at least 5 meters high in the air.
Ryder gazed down at the zombies below him covered in fogs of radioactive particles and knew there wasn't much time before the beast reveals itself now that he has escaped from the horde.
As quickly as possible, he scanned through his notification.
[Four hundred and three new notifications.]
[Decakill (×40) <8.0 evolution points amassed>]
[You eliminated a zombie, 0.02 Evo points have been extracted]
[You eliminated a zombie, 0.02 Evo points have been extracted]
[You eliminated a zombie, 0.02 Evo points have been extracted] ...