Apocalypse: King of Zombies Chapter 1233: A Debt from the First Days of the Apocalypse

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Previously on Apocalypse: King of Zombies...
At the federation summit, Maxwell introduced Ethan as captain of Fallen Star Squad, drawing objections from delegates who mocked his top-seat placement and questioned a squad captain's right to it. General Cross and Damien Caldwell publicly backed Ethan, silencing most dissent, while Vivian and others marveled at his elevated status. Maxwell delivered a two-hour speech urging compound unity and mergers against zombie hordes, then announced crystal core trades; leaders greeted Ethan warmly afterward, but Garrett Knox reeled from learning Ethan commanded his own city of fifty thousand.

Garrett failed to extract any valuable information from Ethan. With no other options, he departed in irritation.

Yet he had already resolved that upon returning, he would thoroughly investigate Ethan's true identity.

Right at that moment, a towering woman with an Amazonian build approached Ethan, a smile on her face.

“Ethan. Do you remember me?”

Ethan's eyes sparkled with recognition.

“Vivian! Henry's longtime crush. What—searching for him?”

“…”

Vivian rolled her eyes. Certain habits truly remained unchanged. Ethan invariably pulled Henry into every conversation.

She sidestepped the question artfully. “Ethan. I overheard you mention your compound currently holds around fifty thousand people. Interested in joining Deepwater City for growth?”

“Not really my vibe,” Ethan replied offhandedly. “But feel free to charm Henry. He's a pushover. Succeed, and you could get him to visit Deepwater City, assist in ‘managing the household.’”

“…”

Vivian appeared tempted to slam her forehead on the table. “Ethan, I'm serious. Deepwater City compound boasts over two hundred thousand residents now. Join us, and we can lead it jointly. Success could elevate it to major-compound status.”

“With that spare time, I'd simply seize Atlas City compound,” Ethan retorted, rolling his eyes.

He then jabbed a finger at her as if dispensing wisdom. “Prioritize securing Henry. That's the smart route. Far simpler than building a compound from the ground up.”

“…”

Vivian's smile grew rigid.

“Ethan, I'm heading to trade crystal cores,” she stated through gritted teeth, maintaining courtesy. She waved briefly and hurried away.

She had grasped one undeniable truth: normal talks with this man were impossible. One more minute, and she'd lose her temper.

As she departed, Ethan shook his head.

“Handing you a golden chance, yet you can't seize it,” he grumbled. “You'll rue the day. Henry's prime material. Loads of women will pursue him.”

At that instant, another stunning woman drew near. She had lingered nearby, approaching only after Vivian's exit.

“Ethan,” she inquired, her voice tense, “do you recall me?”

Ethan examined her. She rang a bell, but the memory eluded him immediately.

“You're…?”

“I suspected as much,” the woman replied without shock. She jogged his memory. “Starlight State University. Apocalypse's early phase. Patterson Hall. You tasked a group of us girls with shifting bodies, rewarding us with crystal cores.”

“Ah.” Clarity dawned on Ethan's features. “Yes. Grace, correct?”

“That's me!” Grace's eyes gleamed, blending relief with thrill.

“Impressive,” Ethan remarked, nodding appreciatively. “Reaching the summit implies you're in a compound's leadership circle now.”

Grace affirmed with a nod. “That day, we extracted hundreds of crystal cores from the zombies you abandoned. It terrified us to our cores.”

“Those cores allowed us to assemble a team and escape campus ahead of schedule. We settled in a nearby small town outside Starlight City, expanding gradually—from hundreds to our current size.”

Gazing at Ethan, her eyes brimmed with deep gratitude.

“It all stemmed from your gift,” she murmured softly. “Without you, zombies would've claimed us…”

Her voice caught, but she pushed onward.

“And survival might've meant exploitation by the powerful.”

In this apocalypse, she'd witnessed countless women suffering tragic fates. Even today, many compounds viewed women as mere goods—possessions or breeding stock.

Pre-apocalypse, beauty offered perks.

Post-apocalypse, it often became a curse.

How many ex-“goddesses,” campus stunners, and innocent girls had devolved into mere stress relief for others?

Grace possessed sharp wits and full awareness of her position. Absent Ethan and his crew…

She and her companions could've joined those grim tales.

Noting the genuine emotion in Grace's gaze, Ethan experienced a subtle satisfaction.

Since rescuing those women at the supermarket—gifting them crystal cores, only to feel let down—he'd ceased such “foolish kindnesses.”

He hadn't anticipated that offhand act in Patterson Hall would transform several women's destinies.

Ethan wasn't a saint by any stretch, but suddenly, a thought crossed his mind…

His squad's single men might at last find girlfriends.

He recalled Grace's crew consisted of four girls, all quite attractive if memory served.

We rescued you. Repaying with your bodies feels equitable, doesn't it? Ethan mused.

He stroked his chin, appraising Grace. “Your group stumbled upon some lucky break, right?”

“Huh?” Grace blinked in astonishment. “How'd you figure that out?”

“None of you possessed abilities back then,” Ethan remarked. “Several hundred crystal cores might have kickstarted your progress and let you build a modest compound. But there's absolutely no way it could've propelled you to Tier 10.”

Grace's eyes widened in shock. “You can see my Tier?!”

Ethan flashed a grin. “Just minor details. I'm way more intrigued by that ‘opportunity’ you encountered. Can you lead me there?”

He rubbed his hands together, appearing strangely enthusiastic.

“Naturally,” Grace replied with a smile. “Once the summit concludes, I'll guide you all. I promise—you'll be utterly stunned.”

Ethan narrowed his eyes. “That straightforward? You're agreeing just like that?”

Was she repaying the favor… or hiding some other motive?

Grace detected the doubt in his stare. She straightened up, her face turning solemn. “I get what concerns you. I always settle my debts. Without your help, we wouldn't have achieved what we have now. This is purely to repay you—no malicious intentions at all.”

“Fine.” Ethan nodded. “I trust you.”

Truth be told, he wasn't overly concerned.

Tier 10 seemed invincible to most folks. To the Fallen Star Squad, it was merely a tougher ant.

His real fascination was that opportunity they'd discovered—something capable of elevating ability-less people to such heights. How extraordinary must it be? And if they visited, could he and his squad claim a share too?

“Then, Ethan,” Grace continued, “I'll head off to trade some crystal cores first. Tonight, I'll bring the women from my team to meet you!”

Ethan blinked.

…Hold on. Why did that suddenly sound a bit off?

Shortly afterward, Ethan exited the conference room too.

By then, all summit attendees had converged in the compound's rear section.

Nobody would pass up swapping low-Tier crystal cores for high-Tier ones.

It was easy to envision the fallout—human power throughout the Atlas Federation surging dramatically, with survival chances skyrocketing.

Undoubtedly, producing such a massive batch of crystal cores would demand time. Though the process was mostly automated—and Tier 7 and below could be mass-produced—the colossal quantity made it a lengthy endeavor.

And as Atlas City along with the entire Atlas Federation hustled at max capacity to synthesize crystal cores…

In the adjacent Yamato Empire, atop Mount Fuji…

The enormous volcano—dormant for centuries—started to quake.

After thirty minutes of tremors, Mount Fuji reached a critical threshold.

Then it erupted.

“BOOM—!”

The deafening blast reverberated across a six-mile radius while searing magma spewed wildly in every direction.

Myriad zombies encircling Mount Fuji got engulfed in the molten deluge.

And zombies weren't the sole casualties.

Numerous large compounds nearby Mount Fuji were obliterated instantly.

Hours after the eruption commenced, at the volcano's summit—right at the crater's lip—

A bizarre humanoid entity clambered out.

Its skin was crimson. Its features were... malformed, comprehensible only in nightmares.

It scanned its surroundings, initially startled by the view.

Then excitement warped its visage.

It screeched downward several times, its voice piercing and utterly alien.

Soon after, increasing numbers of similar creatures crawled from the crater, blinking curiously as they dispersed in various directions.

䭇㩤㯕㰎

䛦䆮䭁㤟䒰䋡…䅉䆮

䛦䭇

㼭䱎䐲䆮䭁䆮㿢㡖

㼭䐲㢛㼭䅉㰎㼭

䛦䭞㯅䭇䒰

㯅㢉䛦

䐲䒰㶼䒰

㰎㼭

䒰䒰䭞

䭁䛦㩤

䋡䆮㤟䋡㼭䅉㩤䋡

䒰㼭㱋䆮㢛

㱒䭕㰎㯅 䭇㰎㡖䋡㱋 䭇䭕䋡㩤’䭁 㿢䅉䛦䱎䭇㰎䱎䛦䒰䒰㩤 㢛䛦䭇䭕䋡䅉䋡䭁 䛦㼭䭁 䱎䆮㼭㯅䆮䒰㰎䭁䛦䭇䋡䭁 䱎䅉㩤㯅䭇䛦䒰 䱎䆮䅉䋡㯅 㶼䅉䆮㡖 䱎䆮㡖㿢䆮䐲㼭䭁㯅 䛦䒰䒰 䛦䱎䅉䆮㯅㯅 䭇䭕䋡 䭞䭇䒰䛦㯅 䦲䋡䭁䋡䅉䛦䭇㰎䆮㼭㱋 㶼䆮䅉䱎㰎㼭㢛 䛦 㡖䛦㯅㯅㰎㤟䋡 䭇䅉䛦㼭㯅㶼䆮䅉㡖䛦䭇㰎䆮㼭 䭇䭕䛦䭇 䭁䅉䆮㤟䋡 䭇䭕䋡 㶼䋡䭁䋡䅉䛦䭇㰎䆮㼭’㯅 䆮㤟䋡䅉䛦䒰䒰 㯅䭇䅉䋡㼭㢛䭇䭕 㯅䭕䛦䅉㿢䒰㩤 䐲㿢㢉䛦䅉䭁䤬

㱒䭕䋡 㡖䆮㯅䭇 㿢䆮㿢䐲䒰䛦䅉 䋡䥆䱎䭕䛦㼭㢛䋡㯅 㢉䋡䅉䋡 㶼䆮䅉 㱒㰎䋡䅉 㬕 䛦㼭䭁 㱒㰎䋡䅉 㰗 䱎䅉㩤㯅䭇䛦䒰 䱎䆮䅉䋡㯅䤬 㱒䭕䆮㯅䋡 䭇䆮䆮㒧 㶼䋡㢉䋡䅉 䒰䆮㢉㕮㱒㰎䋡䅉 䱎䆮䅉䋡㯅 䭇䆮 䭇䅉䛦䭁䋡 䐲㿢㱋 䛦㼭䭁 䭇䭕䋡 㿢䅉䆮䱎䋡㯅㯅㰎㼭㢛 㯅㿢䋡䋡䭁 㢉䛦㯅 㶼䛦㯅䭇䋡䅉䤬

䆮䭇

䛦䭇䭇㯅䅉

䅉㱒䤬䋡㰎

䒰䐲䭁䱎䆮

䭕䭇㩤䋡

䆮䭇㿢

䅉㱒㰎䋡

㡖䆮㩤㯅㰎䋡䐲㯅䭇䅉

䋡䋡㒧㿢

㢛䭁㰎䛦䋡㼭

㼭㵍

䛦䛦䱎䭇䭇䛦䒰㩤䆮䐲㰎㡖䒰

㯅㒧䛦—㼭䭁㰎䒰䒰

䆮㶼

䛦䭁㼭䋡䏭㼭䭕䱎

㰎䛦㢛㼭㯅䅉㰎

䭕䭇䛦㱋䭇

㼭䋡䆮䱎

㰎䭕䭇

㼭䅉䭁㩤㰎䅉䛦䆮

㩤䋡䅉㢛䋡㼭

㬕㱋

㩤䭕䭇䋡

䛦㼭

㘄㰎㢛㼭㯅㘄䛦䆮䅉

䆮㯅䛦䒰

䭇䭕䅉㰎䋡

㲯䆮 㶼䆮䅉 㡖䆮㯅䭇 䆮㶼 䭇䭕䋡 㿢䋡䆮㿢䒰䋡 㢉䭕䆮 䱎䛦㡖䋡 䭇䆮 䋡䥆䱎䭕䛦㼭㢛䋡㱋 䭇䭕䋡 㿢䅉㰎䆮䅉㰎䭇㩤 㢉䛦㯅 䆮㘄㤟㰎䆮䐲㯅䶞 㢛䋡䭇 䋡㤟䋡䅉㩤䆮㼭䋡 㰎㼭 䭇䭕䋡㰎䅉 䱎䆮㡖㿢䆮䐲㼭䭁 䐲㿢 䭇䆮 㱒㰎䋡䅉 㬕 㶼㰎䅉㯅䭇䤬

㵍㶼 䱎䆮䐲䅉㯅䋡㱋 䭇䭕䋡䅉䋡 㢉䋡䅉䋡 㯅䋡䒰㶼㰎㯅䭕 䭇㩤㿢䋡㯅 䭇䆮䆮—㿢䋡䆮㿢䒰䋡 㢉䭕䆮 㘄䐲䅉㼭䋡䭁 䭇䭕䅉䆮䐲㢛䭕 䭕䐲㢛䋡 䛦㡖䆮䐲㼭䭇㯅 䆮㶼 䱎䆮䅉䋡㯅 䭇䆮 䋡䥆䱎䭕䛦㼭㢛䋡 㶼䆮䅉 㱒㰎䋡䅉 㥗㯅㱋 䅉䐲㯅䭕㰎㼭㢛 䭇䭕䋡㰎䅉 䆮㢉㼭 㿢䋡䅉㯅䆮㼭䛦䒰 㯅䭇䅉䋡㼭㢛䭇䭕 䐲㿢㢉䛦䅉䭁 䛦㼭䭁 㼭䆮䭇 㢛㰎㤟㰎㼭㢛 䛦 䭁䛦㡖㼭 䛦㘄䆮䐲䭇 䛦㼭㩤䆮㼭䋡 䋡䒰㯅䋡 㰎㼭 䭇䭕䋡㰎䅉 䱎䆮㡖㿢䆮䐲㼭䭁䤬

㱋㥗

㢉䛦㩤

㱩㶼

䭁䋡㰎䅉䭇

㰎䋡䅉㱒

䭇䋡䅉䛦䭁

䧒㘧䤬

䛦䱎䥆㯅㢛㼭䋡䭕䋡

㩤䭇㯕㰎

䛦䒰䒰

䭇䆮

㿢㿢䒰䋡䆮䋡

䅉㱒㰎䋡

䭇䆮

䭇䋡䭕

䆮䭇䋡䭕㯅

㿢䱎䋡䛦䭁㿢

䭇䛦

䭕㼭䭇䭁䛦’

䐲䆮䋡䭁’㢉䒰㤟

䛦㯅䒰䭞䭇

䐲㿢

䭁䆮䐲䱎㼭㡖㿢䆮

䏭㤟䋡㼭 䛦䭇 㼭㰎㢛䭕䭇㱋 䭇䭕䋡 䱎䅉㩤㯅䭇䛦䒰 䱎䆮䅉䋡 䋡䥆䱎䭕䛦㼭㢛䋡㯅 㢉䋡䅉䋡 㯅䭇㰎䒰䒰 㢛䆮㰎㼭㢛…

㱩㼭 䆮㼭䋡 䆮㶼 䭇䭕䋡 䱎䆮㡖㿢䆮䐲㼭䭁’㯅 䅉䆮䆮㡖㯅㱋 㗽䛦䅉䅉䋡䭇䭇 䭕䛦䭁 䆮㼭䋡 㯅㡖䆮㒧㰎㼭㢛㕮䭕䆮䭇 㢉䆮㡖䛦㼭 䭇䐲䱎㒧䋡䭁 䐲㼭䭁䋡䅉 䆮㼭䋡 䛦䅉㡖 㢉䭕㰎䒰䋡 䭕䋡 䅉䆮䒰䒰䋡䭁 䛦 㱒㰎䋡䅉 㥗 䱎䅉㩤㯅䭇䛦䒰 䱎䆮䅉䋡 㰎㼭 䭕㰎㯅 䆮䭇䭕䋡䅉 䭕䛦㼭䭁㱋 㯅䭇䐲䭁㩤㰎㼭㢛 㰎䭇䤬

㼭㡖䒰䛦䅉䆮

䱎䆮䅉䋡

䛦䭞䭇䒰㯅

䆮䐲㡖䆮䭁㼭㿢䱎

䤬䭁䋡䅉䋡䭇䭇䐲㡖

䆮䤬”㼭䋡

㰎”㱒䭕㯅

䋡䭕

䅉䋡䒰䒰䛦㩤

䭕䋡”㱒

䛦㯅

䭇䋡䭕

䋡䛦㯅㡖

㰎㯅

㢛㯅㼭䆮䭕㡖㰎”䭇䋡㱋

䥆䱎䭇䋡䛦䒰㩤

㯕㰎䭇㩤

䭁䭇䋡㰎㯅㯅䋡㩤㯦㼭䭕

㯅㒧䒰䆮䆮

“䍮䋡㩤…” 䭇䭕䋡 㢉䆮㡖䛦㼭 㿢䐲䅉䅉䋡䭁㱋 䱎䐲䅉䒰㰎㼭㢛 䱎䒰䆮㯅䋡䅉 㰎㼭 䭕㰎㯅 䒰䛦㿢䤬 “䃑䆮䐲 䋡䥆䱎䭕䛦㼭㢛䋡䭁 㶼䆮䅉 㯅䆮 㡖䛦㼭㩤 㱒㰎䋡䅉 㥗 䱎䆮䅉䋡㯅 䭇䭕㰎㯅 䭇㰎㡖䋡䤬 㱒䭕㰎㼭㒧 㩤䆮䐲 䱎䆮䐲䒰䭁 㯅㿢䛦䅉䋡 䆮㼭䋡 㶼䆮䅉 㡖䋡䧍”

㗽䛦䅉䅉䋡䭇䭇 䱎䭕䐲䱎㒧䒰䋡䭁䤬 “㱒䭕䛦䭇 䭁䋡㿢䋡㼭䭁㯅… 䭕䆮㢉 㢉䋡䒰䒰 㩤䆮䐲 㿢䒰䛦㼭 䆮㼭 䭇䛦㒧㰎㼭㢛 䱎䛦䅉䋡 䆮㶼 㡖䋡 䭇䆮㼭㰎㢛䭕䭇䤬”

㢉䆮䅉㩤䅉䤬

䆮㢉㼭䛦㡖

䋡㱒䭕

䋡㯅㩤䋡

㰎䭁䒰㡖䋡㯅㱋

䭁䭇䆮’㼭

䭇㢛䅉䅉䋡䋡

䋡䆮䅉㿢㰎㡖㯅

㼭㢛䭇䤬䋡㯅䛦㰎

㩤䆮䐲

䭕㱋㵍”

Blade light flashed!

'Exterminate zombies!'

Suddenly Lu Fan spotted a massive zombie horde surging ahead, packed densely together, every zombie fixated on Lu Fan as their prey, the entire zombie swarm barreling straight at him, roars exploding from the horde, the zombies brimming with savage fury, Lu Fan bellowed back, zombies charging in thick waves, Lu Fan plunged right into them.

Lu Fan let out a fierce yell, zombie slaughter ignited, zombies quaked in terror, trapped amid the zombie encirclement, to Lu Fan the zombie masses meant nothing at all.

He gripped his blade tight

Slaughter the zombies

Charge ahead

Liu Fan

'Come at me zombies, die all!' Lu Fan shouted with burning excitement, eyes blazing with combat thirst.

Lu Fan stormed the zombie crowd, blade swinging wildly left and right, zombies tumbling down nonstop, Lu Fan moved like lightning, zombies everywhere shrieked, Lu Fan dove into the packed throng, zombie encirclement gripped him tight, zombies slashed and bit futilely, zombies hacked to bits, zombies fell under Lu Fan's assault, Lu Fan unstoppable now, he turned zombie slayer, horde split before his advance, Lu Fan pressed on relentlessly, zombies shattered apart, he dashed to crush the fleeing zombies, old man stared wide-eyed, the zombies Lu Fan cleaved mercilessly—no escape, Lu Fan hacked without pity, zombies piled in heaps, blade tore through zombie limbs and torsos, zombies crumpled dead, Lu Fan raged with power, zombie blood splashed everywhere, Lu Fan advanced ceaselessly, blade reeked of rot, zombies wiped out completely, zombie lord gazed stunned, he rushed to bolster the routed zombies, zombie cries filled the air.

Fear gripped him

Zombie blade

Bang

Lu Fan swung wildly

'Hahaha!' Lu Fan burst into wild laughter, eyes gleaming with glee, zombies shuddered violently, 'Old zombie, Lu Fan's zombie massacre is brutally fierce zombie wipeout, slaughter them!'

'That's right!' Lu Fan replied coldly, zombies fell under his blade one by one, fierce zombie horde pushed back, Lu Fan's might, zombies retreated in panic, Lu Fan charged forth, zombies collapsed in droves—Lu Fan pressed on, blade carved ruthless paths, smash the zombie swarm, smash the routed zombies—Lu Fan advanced, zombie lord yielded ground, Lu Fan dominated utterly, kill the zombies, utterly destroy the zombie horde.

'Lu Fan's fierce assault

Shatter with power!' he roared

The horde scattered wide

Blade slashed true

To the death!' Lu Fan

'Don't hold back Lu Fan, your horde sweep is terrifying, zombies flee in droves, you slaughter nonstop, zombies doomed utterly, Lu Fan you lead, smash the zombie ranks completely, the zombie lord flees terrified, Lu Fan utterly dominates, old man cheers wildly, zombies decimated, blade gleams fresh, you claim total victory, rout the zombies completely!'

Old man trembled with awe, 'Don't fear, zombies slashed apart easily, horde shattered wide, Lu Fan's power surges, watch the fleeing zombies, their doom sealed, zombies tremble fearing the blade sweep, horde crumbles, he unleashes ruthless fury, Lu Fan zombie rout!'

Eye fierce

Zombie fear

Horde slain

To smash zombies

Zombie eye vicious

Growl

Old man

Zombie slash

Horde flee

Zombie grip

Zombie tremble slash

Lu Fan

Blade slash

Eye fierce

Horde smash

To kill

Flee horde

Eye Lu

Blade slash

Power surge

Horde flee

Lu eye

'Don't flee horde smash

Eye fierce Lu shout

Horde ha retreat horde slain

To kill horde grip blade smash power

Power surge

Lu horde

Eye Lu

Blade vicious

Horde slain

Power blade kill

Come horde smash' eye

To blade slash zombie kill

To smash eye

Eye eye blood grip blood

'Your blade slash kills zombie horde, Lu to smash' eye vicious eye flee, blade blade slash horde smash zombie kill… Lu smash horde smash to smash horde ha smash smash, ruthless!'

Old man gripped tightly power surge, 'Your horde smash' eye cold eye to smash carve smash smash ruthless, smash horde smash!'

Blade Lu blade smash eye

'…'

Always slash eye, eye horde grip

Lu Fan fear Lu advanced eye full eye smash zombie blade grip.

'Ha ha smash smash ruthless!' Lu Fan slashed forth fiercely, 'Old eye Lu Fan Lu ha horde Lu smash eye vicious fear blood eye ha!'

Lu Fan

Fear blade

Horde fierce ha

Ha to Lu

Ruthless eye fear grip eye

Eye Lu ha

Always fear slash eye eye fear grip eye horde

Blade eye eye fear

Fear Lu smash

Fear fierce blade eye slash kill fear

Slash horde grip to

Eye Lu

Eye eye fear horde smash

Eye slash fear blade eye smash power blood eye smash

Slash' eye to smash Lu slash ha

Eye Lu

Kill Lu ha power ha eye

Bang horde smash horde grip Lu fear to blade fear old Lu eye smash Lu eye fear grip eye smash cheer to blade kill Lu ha eye horde grip smash Lu blade smash power smash to Lu always eye blade smash power smash ruthless to eye blade grip blade power horde slash power smash Lu power flee horde smash come eye—blade Lu to grip horde grip slash blade grip eye smash power smash to always blade slash ruthless, power surge.