NOVEL NEXT Chapter 5: Iron-Rank Item!
Draziel's face changed greatly. He would die within 5 hours due to inhaling radioactive substance.
His face was gloomy as he thought. 'At this rate, I would be dead before I have a chance at vengeance.'
"Raaugh!"
A soft and weird moaning sound echoed from within the hallway. Draziel raised his head and his eyes refocused, attracted by the sound.
"W-wait! W-wh-what are you doing!? Ahhhhh!"
A horrified scream pierced sharply through the hallway, startling everyone within.
The three office workers that had gotten on their feet had a panicked expression as one of them, a middle-aged, dark-haired woman had lunged at the other short woman, roughly biting through the neck and flesh of the other woman like a rabid dog.
"Tony! Get her off me!!!"
The other lady howled in agony. The other worker; the man had a confused expression on his face, but he quickly grabbed the rabid woman by the waist, heaving her off the middle-aged lady.
"Rachel! Stop it! Have you gone mad!?" The man yelled and furiously reprimanded but in just a few seconds, the rabid woman actually managed to turn, grabbed ruthlessly at the man's head and bit down on his neck maniacally.
"Rachel!? What the hell!?" The man yelled in pain an anger.
Blood splashed on the crazy woman's face and the air like tap, falling to the ground as it the man's main artery by the neck had been bitten.
"S-stop! Rachel! Please stop!!!"
The man scream was ignored as he was unceremoniously pushed to the ground. The crazy woman continued biting through his flesh like a savage beast.
Grabbing painfully rather neck, the other middle-aged aged lady was petrified, extremely frightened.
She stared at the bloody scene before her with widened eyes stepping back in alarm, but it seems her body was unable to move as she trembled like a leaf in fear.
Life drained from the man's eyes and his struggle began to diminish and then ultimately stopped. The rabid woman seems to have lost interest in the man when his struggle as well as his flesh were all gone.
Her head snapped backwards as she gazed at the other woman who was still frozen in shock.
Pieces of red meat and bloodied tissue hung off the corner of her lips, and her mouth and throat had bulged as though she had swallowed a pumpkin in the process of swallowing the meal she had just had.
Without warning, she leapt towards the other lady through the howling wind almost like a frog, tackling her to the ground, ignoring the glass shards digging through her flesh and bones.
"Sluuurp! Sluuurp-"
The suckling sound suddenly stopped and the deranged woman raised her head high, her dark soulless eyes locked on lto Draziel who was standing a few meters away.
Draziel finally got an entire view of the lady and his brows rose. The middle-aged woman's eyes were completely white, the pupil and iris were nowhere to be found.
"An undead?" Although he rarely read books, with how popular the genre was on the Web, he was familiar with their features.
The maddening craving for blood and flesh, white creamy eyes, unaffected, even to fatal injuries; the injuries on its face was caused by the man's struggle.
Draziel wasn't given more time to think. The middle-aged zombie stood on its feet and began running towards Draziel with intense vigour.
Although its speed wasn't too fast, it wasn't slow either but Draziel made no signs to move, his thought seem to have wandered.
In a few seconds, it had arrived before Draziel, leaping to the as it jumped at him and just when they were a few inches away from each other, Draziel finally made his move, sidestepping in the nick of time.
The zombie flailed aimlessly in the air as it passed by, landing on the ground.
But before it could move, Draziel withdrew a sharp steel rod from his boot and stabbed right at the back of the Undead's head.
"Squelch!"
An unintelligible sound came out of its mouth, its body twitching slightly before every of its motion seized.
Draziel withdrew his small sharp rod from the back of its neck and cleaned up the body using the suit from the corpse.
At this moment, he tilted his head sideways as though he heard something. His brows knitted as he noticed from the corners of his eyes.
The two dead office workers the middle-aged zombie had bitten to death clumsily stood up on their feet.
The man - Tony had a portion of his innards dangling before him, a half bitten kidney hung below his belt, blood and greenish-yellow innard fluid dripping all over the ground as they began walking towards him.
Seeing this Draziel's face darkened seeing this "Who do you think will clean that up for you?"
3.
This particular floor was his responsibility and seeing it getting stained with blood and innards, he wasn't able to contain his emotions.
Flipping the sharp rod so his fingers was holding the mid section, his fingers trembled and his hand muscles strained releasing a faint sound of strings being plucked as he let go.
"Whoosh!"
The rod sharp travelled through the air at high speed which the make eye could barely track, releasing a sharp pitched shriek.
Suddenly, a "puchi' sound echoed, the sharpened rod pierced through the eyes of the female zombie, stabbing into the brain, and effectively killing the male zombie.
Grabbing a second sharpened, short steel rod from his waist, Draziel bent down as he sidestepped, evading the grab from the zombie, stabbing his combat knife at the armpit of the zombie.
Kicking the back of her knees, Draziel ruthlessly grabbed its hair anchoring its body from falling over. Tearing sounds of something being ripped scalp immediately sounded from its skull.
The zombie struggled but Draziel held on tightly. A strange excitement flashed through his eyes before vanishing as he witnessed its scalp starting to peel even more during the struggle.
But it was useless. It was as though female zombie couldn't feel any pain as bit hadn't reacted to the pain of its flesh being ripped from its skull.
He was right, they couldn't feel pain. "Boring."
Withdrawing his sharp iron rod from its underarm, Draziel pierced the back of its neck with his rod.
Right below its skull where there were hardly any bones. When a quarter of the blade had entered, he forcefully bent the rod vertically and push the remaining length of the blade deeply into its skull.
This time, the struggling zombie stopped as its jerked, ultimately dying.
Draziel let go of the bloody scalp that had peeled halfway, letting the dead zombie drop to the ground with a thud.
As though used to bloody stench, he inhaled as his eyes closed, savoring the smell.
He cleaned the short rod with the female zombie's shirt and went ahead to pick up the other from the male zombie's skull, cleaning it.
A speculation suddenly formed in his mind.
"The original zombies should be those that died naturally due to the explosion and it seems they can also infect others meanwhile not been able to feel pain."
"Hm?"
In his line of sight, Draziel saw a red flash of light, flickering.
His vision lingered on the message and the notification expanded.
[You eliminated 3 Zombies, 0.06 Evo points have been extracted]
[Ding! Rusty knife (Iron-rank) dropped!]