Apocalypse: King of Zombies Chapter 1275: They Ran… the Moment He Arrived

Along the coastline, several smaller settlements had already been decimated. The inhabitants recognized the significance of such locations—an unending supply of sustenance.

With excited howls of hunger, the five crimson-skinned monstrosities charged directly towards the compound.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Heavy artillery boomed, and shells impacted the ground near their feet, carving out enormous craters and sending dirt and smoke billowing into the sky.

This barrage only served to impede their progress momentarily.

It inflicted no actual harm. Not even close.

Mere moments later, the crimson-skinned creatures emerged from the dust cloud, continuing their charge as if unaffected.

“Ranged Enhanced units—open fire!” a voice commanded.

A torrent of ranged abilities assailed them, encompassing ice shards, gusts of wind, and bolts of energy – every offensive capability the defenders possessed.

The impact was negligible.

The assaults struck their bodies, but it was as if they were merely raindrops. The monsters did not even falter.

They breached the barrage and reached the main gate.

The formidable walls that had protected Nova City for years crumbled as if made of mere cardboard. A single, casual push, and sections of the fortifications collapsed with a groaning roar.

“Melee units! Engage!” the commander atop the wall bellowed.

Despite knowing the futility, he maintained a steady voice, issuing orders as if mere discipline could hold the world together.

High-tier Enhanced individuals charged repeatedly, hurling themselves against the crimson-skinned fiends.

They perished like swarming insects.

Swatted aside. Crushed. Torn asunder.

Tales often spoke of “ants overwhelming an elephant.”

However, this strategy only proved effective if the ants possessed the capability to breach the elephant’s hide.

If the skin cannot be pierced, even a million bodies would prove meaningless.

The sole reason Nova City had not yet been reduced to a smoldering ruin was the crimson-skinned monsters' strategic decision to treat the humans within as sustenance.

They refrained from deploying their fire-based abilities.

The reason being, the instant they did, everything in the vicinity would ignite into ash – leaving no meat to consume.

Thus, even as individuals assailed them from all directions, the monsters advanced with deliberate slowness, dispatching foes as they moved… and consuming them as they went.

From the pinnacle of the tallest structure within the compound, Rowan and other high-ranking officials observed, their faces etched with profound sorrow.

It was only at this moment that they truly grasped the terrifying might of the Fallen Star Squad.

Previously, they had witnessed Ethan’s team driving away these crimson-skinned monsters and presumed, perhaps incorrectly, that the creatures were not entirely “invincible.”

Now, they understood the depth of their miscalculation.

To them – to ordinary individuals – these monsters appeared truly invincible.

Rowan watched soldiers fall one after another, and the overwhelming helplessness caused his chest to ache. His only recourse was to fervently wish for the Fallen Star Squad to arrive sooner.

As if his plea had been heard—

Approximately ten minutes later, several sharp cries echoed from above.

A number of flying mounts sliced through the heavens, accelerating towards the compound at an alarming velocity.

The instant the defenders identified those colossal avian creatures, the entire compound vibrated with pent-up emotion. People began to tremble uncontrollably.

One could only truly comprehend the value of hope after experiencing the depths of utter despair.

At this precise juncture, these mounts represented Nova City’s sole remaining hope.

The crimson-skinned monsters also noticed their approach.

Their expressions shifted instantaneously.

Then, astonishingly, they turned and fled—vanishing into the distance as if their very lives were at stake.

This sight left everyone utterly bewildered.

These dreaded monstrosities… fleeing the moment the Fallen Star Squad appeared?

The sheer pressure emanating from such a spectacle was inconceivable.

Ethan and his companions locked onto the five targets without delay.

No hesitation was displayed.

Ethan simply dislodged Dopey from his perch.

With numerous individuals present within the compound, this was hardly the appropriate location for “training” or prolonging combat. It was imperative to conclude the engagement swiftly. Furthermore, Dopey had already made its presence known at Silverlake; concealing it further served no purpose.

Dopey impacted the ground and became a blur of motion.

It materialized behind one of the crimson-skinned monsters—

No ostentatious techniques. No preliminary wind-up.

A single, decisive punch.

The monster disintegrated into a voluminous cloud of sanguineous mist.

Dopey vanished once more, reappearing behind another adversary—

A single punch.

A mist of blood.

Again.

And again.

By the time observers’ eyes could even begin to track its movements, all five crimson-skinned monsters had been casually dismantled by a punch each.

Five forms were erased as if they had never held significance.

A profound silence descended upon the compound.

All present could only stare in stunned disbelief.

Without direct combat experience against the crimson-skinned monsters, comprehending the true meaning of “scaring them into retreat” was difficult. It sounded utterly preposterous.

But these individuals had faced them directly.

They understood unequivocally the sheer terror these creatures instilled.

And now, they had witnessed one individual obliterate them into bloody mist with a singular strike each.

Had this not transpired before their very eyes, no one would have readily believed it.

What manner of terrifying entity was this?

The crowd strained, attempting to gain a clear view of the one responsible—

And then, Ethan’s form became visible.

A moment later, Dopey simply… vanished.

Without a sound, leaving no trace. It was as if it had never existed.

The expressions on the faces of the assembly shifted from shock to bewilderment, a ripple of confused murmurs spreading as everyone struggled to process the astonishing event they had just witnessed.

Ethan calmly pocketed the five crystal cores.

Two Tier 17 cores. Three Tier 16 cores.

That alone was enough to put him in a great mood.

“Ethan—thank you!”

Rowan rushed over with a group of compound executives and bowed deeply.

“Thank you, Ethan! Thank you, Fallen Star Squad!” people shouted from all around them, faces full of raw gratitude.

Everyone here understood it perfectly: if Fallen Star Squad hadn’t made it in time, they’d be dead.

The scene actually made Ethan a little awkward.

He hadn’t come out of pure charity. He’d come for high-tier crystal cores.

…Still, he could accept the thanks. He had saved them.

“Ethan, this way, please.” Rowan gestured respectfully.

Ethan nodded. He didn’t love crowds like this. The way they looked at him was too intense—like he was some kind of saint—and it made his skin crawl.

They quickly made their way to the main conference room at the center of the compound. Ethan didn’t bother with small talk.

“General Pierce. How many red-skinned monsters’ locations do you have right now?”

“For the last two days, we’ve sent out a lot of scouts and drones,” Rowan said. “At the moment, we’ve confirmed the positions of more than two hundred red-skinned monsters.”

“Good.” Ethan nodded. “Send me the locations. Over the next few days, I’ll take them out one by one.”

“Alright.” Rowan nodded quickly.

Then he hesitated, looking a little helpless. “But… there are still more than three hundred red-skinned monsters we’ve lost track of.”

Rowan drew a breath. “Ethan… can I ask a favor? Something a little… unreasonable?”

“Say it.”

“It’s just…” Rowan looked embarrassed, but he forced the words out. “Could I ask you to stay in Nova City for a while? You know how it is—if you’re not here, we don’t have the power to resist them at all.”

“Sure.” Ethan smiled. “Arrange a place for us to stay. We’ll base in Nova City for now.”

He’d planned to stick around anyway.

These red-skinned monsters were basically walking treasure chests. There was no way he was letting them roam free.

“Really?” Rowan’s face lit up like someone had just handed him his life back. “That’s—this is great!”

The other higher-ups in the room looked just as overwhelmed, some of them practically shaking with relief.

“Hurry and arrange lodging for Ethan and his people!” Rowan snapped, turning sharp with urgency. “Give them the best mansion in the compound. The best.”

“Yes—right away!” The only woman in the room shot to her feet and rushed out.

Rowan had them treated to a huge meal. Then the Squad went right back out.

Hunting.

With Rowan’s intel, it was point-and-click. They found the targets fast and hit them clean.

After several waves of kills, Ethan’s strength finally climbed to Tier 17 peak.

They found a safe spot to rest. Ethan sat on the ground, pulled out a Tier 18 crystal core, and tossed it into his mouth like a piece of candy.

His eyes gleamed.

“Next…” He let out a breath, almost laughing at himself. “Time for another power spike.”

…

䝸㠻䰌䝸

路

盧

擄

櫓

㳷䚰䝸䰌

䚰㥦㚝

㳷䰌

露

㠻㪘

㡍㥦䇞䣽

㠻䂝

㥦䚰㚝

盧

䣽㲇㳷䚰㚝

㲇䂝䰌

㘿㚝䝸䚄䚰㠻䂝䬁

㳷䚰

路

㳷䪝䚰

蘆

㲇䂝㥦䬁㚝

䚰㠻䂝㝱䚄䣽䪝

㠻䂝䚰䰌’㚝䯚

㥦㲇䇞䣽㠻㖿

㲇㥦䪝㥦䚰㘿

老

䚰䂝㠻䣽

㡍䇞㜀

䰌䙰

㚝㳷㠻

䚰㳷㚝

䣽㖿㝱䰌㥦㥦

㠻㥦䚰䰌䪝䂝䰌䚰䪝䚄䝸䝸㳷

㘿㳷䰌㲇㜀

擄

䚰䰌䝸㳷

䚰㥦㚝

㠻䚰䣽㳷㖿䚰㚝䂝

䚄䝸䣽㥦

㘿㡍䂝

㚝㳷㠻

㴝㚝㥦 㡍䝸䍹㥦䣽 㤀䪝䝸䝸㲇㥦㲇 䥀䂝䚄䒺 㳷䰌䚰䝸 㚝㳷㠻 䥀䝸㲇㝱—䂝䰌㲇 㚝㳷㠻 䚄䝸䰌㠻䚄㳷䝸䇞㠻䰌㥦㠻㠻 㠻䪝㳷㡍㡍㥦㲇 㳷䰌䚰䝸 䚰㚝䂝䚰 㤀䂝㘿㳷䪝㳷䂝䣽 䉎䝸㳷㲇 䂝㖿䂝㳷䰌㜀

䯚䚰㚝䂝䰌 䒺䰌㥦䍹 䚰㚝㳷㠻 㡍䪝䂝䚄㥦 䥀㝱 䰌䝸䍹㜀

䂝䚰㲇㠻㥦䣽

㠤㥦

㚝㠻㳷

䂝䚰

䚰㚝㖿䰌䇞㘿㡍㳷

㥦㠻㲇㥦䰌

䍹䂝䰌㜀㝱㝱䂝

㤀㲇㥦䪝㳷

䬁䂝㚝䂝㥦㲇

㠻㚝䪝㡍䚰㳷䰌㳷㖿䚰䝸䀑

㚝䚰㥦

䣽㥦䚰㚝䂝

㳷㤀䝸䰌䂝㖿䪝䚰

㤀䝸

䥐䚰 㚝䂝㲇 䝸䰌䪝㝱 䥀㥦㥦䰌 䂝 䪝㳷䚰䚰䪝㥦 䝸䉎㥦䣽 䂝 㘿䝸䰌䚰㚝 㠻㳷䰌䚄㥦 㚝㥦 㚝㳷䚰 䂲䚰䂝㖿㥦 㛔㜀 㠤㥦 㚝䂝㲇䰌’䚰 㥦㵇㡍㥦䚄䚰㥦㲇 䚰䝸 䚄䝸㘿㥦 䥀䂝䚄䒺 㚝㥦䣽㥦 䚰㚝㳷㠻 㤀䂝㠻䚰㜀

㴝㚝㥦 㠻㡍㥦㥦㲇 䝸㤀 㚝㳷㠻 䚰㳷㥦䣽䀑䇞㡍㠻 䍹䂝㠻 䣽㳷㲇㳷䚄䇞䪝䝸䇞㠻—㠻䝸 䣽㳷㲇㳷䚄䇞䪝䝸䇞㠻 㥦䉎㥦䰌 㚝㥦 䚄䝸䇞䪝㲇䰌’䚰 㤸䇞㳷䚰㥦 䥀㥦䪝㳷㥦䉎㥦 㳷䚰㜀

㠻䚰䂝䰌㲇

䚰䍹’䂝㠻䰌

䝸㳷䍹䰌㲇䍹

㴝㥦㚝

䚰㲇㥦䚰㠻䣽䂝

䂝㥦㘿㘿㲇䚰㳷㳷㥦㝱䪝

㥦㳷䚰㘿

䪝㜀䣽㥦䂝䉎㘿

䇞䚰㸓

䰌䂝㲇䣽䇞䝸

䍹䂝㠻

䚰䯚㚝䰌䂝

㥦䚰㚝䣽㥦

㚝䣽㜀㠻䚰䝸

䰌䂝㲇

䚰䝸

䰌㠻㜀䚄䂝㖿䰌㳷䰌

䯚䉎㥦䣽㝱 䚰㳷㘿㥦 㚝㥦 㥦䰌䚰㥦䣽㥦㲇 䚰㚝㥦 䉎䝸㳷㲇 㠻㡍䂝䚄㥦䬁 㳷䚰 䪝䝸䝸䒺㥦㲇 䥀䂝㠻㳷䚄䂝䪝䪝㝱 䚰㚝㥦 㠻䂝㘿㥦… 䥀䇞䚰 䚰㚝㥦 㠻䒺㳷䪝䪝㠻 㳷䰌㠻㳷㲇㥦 䚰㚝㥦 䪝㳷㖿㚝䚰㠻 䚄䝸䇞䪝㲇 䥀㥦 㤸䝸䣽䪝㲇㠻 䂝㡍䂝䣽䚰㜀

㛔䝸㘿㡍䂝䣽㥦㲇 䚰䝸 䚰㚝㥦 㥦䂝䣽䪝㳷㥦䣽 㠻㡍䂝䚄㥦㠻䬁 䚰㚝㥦 䂲䚰䂝㖿㥦 㸓 㡍䝸䝸䪝 䍹䂝㠻 䚄䪝㥦䂝䣽䪝㝱 㠻䚰䣽䝸䰌㖿㥦䣽㜀

㪘 㥇㳷䰌㲇䀑䚰㝱㡍㥦 “㠻䚰䝸䣽㘿” 㠻䒺㳷䪝䪝 䍹䂝㠻 䝸䥀䉎㳷䝸䇞㠻䪝㝱 䂝 㠻䚰㥦㡍 䇞㡍 㤀䣽䝸㘿 䂝 䚰䝸䣽䰌䂝㲇䝸㜀 㪘 㽆㳷䣽㥦䀑䚰㝱㡍㥦 “㠻㥦䂝 䝸㤀 㤀䪝䂝㘿㥦㠻” 䍹䝸䇞䪝㲇 㲇㥦㤀㳷䰌㳷䚰㥦䪝㝱 䚄䝸䉎㥦䣽 㘿䝸䣽㥦 㖿䣽䝸䇞䰌㲇 䚰㚝䂝䰌 䓲㖹䂝㳷䰌 䝸㤀 㽆䪝䂝㘿㥦㠻㳝㜀

㴝㚝㥦䣽㥦 䍹㥦䣽㥦 䂝䪝㠻䝸 䰌䂝㠻䚰㝱 㠻㳷䰌㖿䪝㥦䀑䚰䂝䣽㖿㥦䚰 㡍㳷䚄䒺㠻—䫵㳷㖿㚝䚰䰌㳷䰌㖿䀑䚰㝱㡍㥦 㴝㚝䇞䰌㲇㥦䣽 䂲䚰䣽㳷䒺㥦䬁 䫵㳷㖿㚝䚰䀑䚰㝱㡍㥦 䂲㡍㥦䂝䣽 䝸㤀 㸉䇞㲇㖿㘿㥦䰌䚰—䚰㚝㥦 䒺㳷䰌㲇 䝸㤀 䂝䥀㳷䪝㳷䚰㳷㥦㠻 䚰㚝䂝䚰 䯮䇞㠻䚰 㠻䝸䇞䰌㲇㥦㲇 䪝㳷䒺㥦 䚰㚝㥦㝱 㚝㳷䚰 䪝㳷䒺㥦 䂝 䚰䣽䇞䚄䒺㜀

㪘䰌㲇 䂲䚰䂝㖿㥦 㸓 㚝䂝㲇 䂝 䪝䝸䚰 㘿䝸䣽㥦 “䍹㥦㳷䣽㲇” 㠻䚰䇞㤀㤀 䚰䝸䝸䔚 㠻㥦䰌㠻㳷䰌㖿 㠻䒺㳷䪝䪝㠻䬁 㚝㥦䂝䪝㳷䰌㖿䬁 㘿㥦䰌䚰䂝䪝 䂝䥀㳷䪝㳷䚰㳷㥦㠻䬁 䂝䪝䪝 䒺㳷䰌㲇㠻 䝸㤀 䇞䚰㳷䪝㳷䚰㝱 䝸㡍䚰㳷䝸䰌㠻㜀

㤀䣽䚰䂝㥦

㳷㚝㠻

䚰㚝䚰䂝

䝸䚰㳷㚝㖿㠻㥦㘿䰌

㤀䝸䣽

䯮䇞㘿㡍㜀

䯚㠻䰌’䂝䚰㚝

㛭㥦㖿䂝

䇞䰌㖿㚝㳷䚰䰌

㳷㖿䚰䪝㚝

㘿㥦㲇䂝

䬁䣽䝸䰌㥦䂝䚰㚝

䪝䇞㠻㡍㥦

䝸䰌㥦

㠻䂝䚄䝸㠻䣽

㤀㥦䚄㳷䒺䪝㲇

㠤㥦 䍹䂝㠻䰌’䚰 㥦㵇䂝䚄䚰䪝㝱 䪝䂝䚄䒺㳷䰌㖿 䣽㳷㖿㚝䚰 䰌䝸䍹㜀 㠤㥦 㚝䂝㲇 㲇䂝㘿䂝㖿㥦㜀 㠤㥦 㚝䂝㲇 㴝㥦䪝㥦㡍䝸䣽䚰䂝䚰㳷䝸䰌㜀 䥐㤀 䂝䰌㝱䚰㚝㳷䰌㖿䬁 䍹㚝䂝䚰 㚝㥦 㲇㳷㲇䰌’䚰 㚝䂝䉎㥦 䍹䂝㠻 㠻䝸䪝㳷㲇 䚄䝸䰌䚰䣽䝸䪝 䝸䣽 㲇㥦㤀㥦䰌㠻㥦㜀

㸓䇞䚰 䍹㳷䚰㚝 㴝㥦䪝㥦㡍䝸䣽䚰䂝䚰㳷䝸䰌 㳷䰌 㚝㳷㠻 㡍䝸䚄䒺㥦䚰䬁 䰌㥦㳷䚰㚝㥦䣽 䝸㤀 䚰㚝䝸㠻㥦 䍹䂝㠻 䚰䣽䇞䪝㝱 㘿䂝䰌㲇䂝䚰䝸䣽㝱㜀

㥦㠤

䂲䝸

䚰䚰㖿㜀㥦䂝䣽

㳷㲇䚰㲇䰌’

㳷䍹㚝䚰

䚰䯮䇞㠻

㳷䚰㜀

䝸䍹䣽㚝䚰

㥦㚝

䚄䚰㳷㠻䚰䣽

䂝

㠻䚰㳷㚝

㘿㥦䚄䝸

㳷㥦䚰㘿䬁

䰌㳷㘿䚰㥦㖿…㚝㠻䝸

㳷䰌

䰌㲇㥦䂝䚰䍹

㽆㳷䉎㥦 㘿㳷䰌䇞䚰㥦㠻㜀

㠤㥦 䍹䂝㠻 䂝䪝㘿䝸㠻䚰 䝸䇞䚰 䝸㤀 䚰㳷㘿㥦 䍹㚝㥦䰌 㚝㥦 㤀㳷䰌䂝䪝䪝㝱 㠻䂝䍹 㳷䚰㜀

㡍㳷㥦䚄䒺䪝䣽㜀

䪝㚝㳷䚰㖿

㚝㠻㳷

㡍㠻䂝䪝䚄

㘿䂝㥦㲇

㪘

䚰䚰䂝㚝

“㴝㚝䂝䚰’㠻 䚰㚝㥦 䝸䰌㥦㜀”

䯚䚰㚝䂝䰌 䪝䝸䚄䒺㥦㲇 䝸䰌䚰䝸 㳷䚰䬁 㥦㝱㥦㠻 䰌䂝䣽䣽䝸䍹㳷䰌㖿㜀

㠻㳷㚝

䝸䪝㳷䀑㳷㖿䚰䰌㡍㚝䚰

—䣽䂝䝸㥦㚝㥦㤀㲇

㴝㚝㥦

䝸㤀

䰌䂝㲇

㚝䚰䝸㠻

㚝㳷㘿

㥦䚰䣽㥦䰌䚄

㳷䰌䝸䚰

㥦䣽䪝㳷䪝㲇㲇

䚰䂝䝸䍹䣽㲇

㚝䚰㥦

A chilling aura filled the air, a silent harbinger of the grim fate that awaited them.

The eerie silence was broken by the distant cries of the mutated creatures, a stark reminder of the world's transformation. A young man, his face etched with determination, stood firm against the encroaching darkness.

Young Master Gu

My name is...

Lin Feng

The cultivator before him trembled.

Even the formidable Elder Tian could not hold back his apprehension.

“Young Master Gu—this beast’s Qi is not something we can trifle with. Its aura alone is enough to crush ordinary cultivators,” Elder Tian stammered, his voice laced with fear.

Young Master Gu nodded solemnly.

We must

The sect’s hope.

He needed to be cautious.

A flicker of resolve in his eyes.

Young Master Gu spoke, his voice steady, “And yet, we must fight. Even if it means facing our doom, we cannot cower. We must protect our home!”

He gritted his teeth.

Elder Tian

His heart pounded.

The disciples of the sect.

The precious resources.

He couldn't let them down.

“Then, we follow your lead, Young Master Gu!” Elder Tian declared, his voice regaining its strength. “We will stand with you, no matter the cost. We will charge forward, and unleash our offensive with all our might. With the sect’s formidable techniques and our unwavering resolve, we will overwhelm this monstrous foe!”

Young Master Gu

I understand.

Lin Feng’s words.

He had to seize the opportunity.

The elder’s command.

The cultivators charged.

The beast roared.

It lunged forward.

The air crackled with power.

“Follow me!”

At this moment,

Young Master Gu’s voice, filled with an unyielding spirit, echoed through the battlefield. “We will face this threat head-on! We will not falter! We will unleash the might of our sect’s ultimate techniques and send this monstrous beast back to the abyss from whence it came!”

“Hold the line!”

Elder Tian

Their faces were resolute.

The disciples listened.

He had to believe.

They were ready.

The cultivator's command.

With a surge of cultivation, he unleashed his power.

“Great Elder, the beast’s offensive is relentless! We must find a way to evade its attacks!” shouted Lin Feng, his voice strained. “If we continue like this, our forces will be depleted!”

The Great Elder

He nodded grimly.

He had to adapt.

To break through.

To push forward.

The desperate plea.

“Even if the heavens were to fall, we will stand firm!” the Great Elder declared, his eyes blazing. “We will not yield! We will continue our assault, even if it means our very lives are forfeit!”

The sect’s legacy.

Young Master Gu’s resolve.

His determination burned.

The overwhelming charge.

The beast’s defense.

A desperate gambit.

He had to trust.

The Great Elder’s words.

“Master’s last resort!

Young Master Gu

Elder Tian

His most powerful technique.

The swirling vortex.

The blinding light.

He had to endure.

Prepare yourselves.

Now!

“Focus your Qi! Channel it into this strike!” Elder Tian commanded, his voice booming. “Let the combined force of our sect shatter this monstrosity!”

The cultivators’ Qi surged.

A blinding light erupted.

The earth trembled.

He watched.

The devastating blow.

The beast roared in pain.

It staggered.

“Yes!”

The battle raged.

The victory was near.

A sense of hope.

He believed.

Lin Feng

“This is the moment!

Young Master Gu

His final push!

The sect’s ultimate move.

The beast’s counter.

He had to act fast.

Do not hesitate!

“Release the attack, Young Master!” Elder Tian urged, his face pale. “This is our only chance to defeat it!”

In unison,

The cultivators unleashed their full power.

The world was consumed by light.

The beast fell.

The battle was won.

The cost was high.

But they prevailed.