Into The Zombie World Chapter 116
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Meanwhile, inside the Village of Kawayan, Raymon and Desmon were doing their best to fend off the frenzied mutated animals.
They were doing good at first with their numbers. However, it all changed when they noticed that some of the animals they killed are no longer the normal mutated ones. Zombie animals or pets were mixed between them instead.
The three enormous elephants they attacked earlier were still alive, wreaking havoc wherever they passed.
Raymon noticed that the animals were not attacking them. Instead, they were doing their best to escape the zombie pets behind them.
The three enormous elephants, in particular, had already almost reached the other end of the village.
Raymon changed his plans. After a few minutes of fighting, their group had already obtained their first casualty. Some of them were injured and even bitten by the zombies.
"Leave those elephants. Attack the small mutated animals first. Extract their weapons and prioritize killing the zombies after." He said in a thunderous voice.
He extended his hands and crushed a zombie dog's head barehanded. The dead Apocalypse Virus can be collected after the battle, they should concentrate on killing the threats first before celebrating with the reward.
Meanwhile, the man who Raymon tasked to do the scouting earlier had woken up due to the commotion. He took a glance around with wide eyes. Not long after, his head fell limply to the ground again. No one knows if he had just died of shock or he just fainted like earlier.
Desmon separated the head of a zombie rabbit from its body by only using brute force. He was wearing thin gloves with spikes on its knuckle in his hand.
Taking advantage of his bear-like body and super strength, Desmon would punch a zombie's head into a meat paste.
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He was pretty wild as he kept on shouting on every attack he did.
"Head Smash!"
"Neck Tear!"
"Iron Elbow!"
"Peerless Throw-away!"
He keeps on spouting the moves he is going to use. It was pretty strange considering his bulky figure.
Until now, Raymon hasn't made a significant attack yet. He only mainly uses his scimitar to slice off some mutated animals and zombie pets' heads.
He scanned his surroundings and couldn't help but nod after seeing that his teammates were doing good. Only a handful of them were injured badly while the majority were still able to fight.
Raymon then noticed that one of his team members was giving off a pale complexion. His body was also shivering a little, and it seemed that he was struggling to get out of something.
Raymon approached him and without saying anything, he immediately beheaded the man.
The other team members could only look at the man in pity before they returned to their previous business.
Raymon didn't feel guilty about what he had just done. The man he just killed might even be thanking him right now.
The man has already been bitten thrice after all. Having a pale complexion with a shivering body was definitely a sign before a person turns into a zombie.
The area around him was already messy with battles ongoing wherever he turned his head. Raymon and Desmon would take turns to help the other survivors that are having a bad situation. If they saw someone transforming into a zombie, they would immediately kill the man before it could successfully turn into one.
The setting sun was blocked by huge trees but considering the sky, the sun should be bloody in color right now.
Raymon had already obtained a few injuries himself. No matter how strong he is, if there were just too many enemies, he would still be helpless about it.
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It was the same for his other teammates. Ever since the battle started, they had already lost quite a number of them. Most of the dead teammates were due to them having the signs of transforming into a zombie so they killed them immediately.
The sun was already starting to set but the battle was far from over.
...
Outside the Village of Kawayan, a few hundred meters away.
Three figures could be seen moving around killing everything they passed by. They were like the grim reapers harvesting the souls of the living.
A carabao with a fat and metallic body could be seen smashing a zombie pet's head with the sledgehammer held on its tail. The carabao had a fierce yet cute appearance. It has a perfectly curved metallic and bloody horn on its head. One of its eyes was closed and a faint scar of a sword was visible on its eyelid. The carabao's nose was ornamented with a bloody colored ring-shaped earring. The carabao's name is Maximo.
In another location, a bobbed tail crocodile could be seen biting the zombie's neck. The crocodile wagged its mouth and the zombie's head was directly torn away from its neck. The crocodile seems to not be satisfied with its kill as it suddenly raised its arm and slashed the zombie's body vertically into two. The crocodile's arm was mounted with two sharp blades.
The two blades were bloody considering all the killing the crocodiles had done. The crocodiles' backs were laden with bloody spikes. Strewn meats could be seen around the edges of the spikes, meats that came from the zombies, of course. The crocodile's nose bridge was pierced by a bloody barbel shaped earring. The crocodile licked the blood dripping on its nose before it proceeded to kill another zombie. The crocodile is named Croco.
In another location, a man in an all black outfit could be seen dancing around with his two swords. In every step he makes, a head would slide from their neck. Dodging and striking, the man did his best not to get touched by the abominations he wanted to kill. His hoodie hat had slightly fallen back revealing his messy and bloody hair.
The man twirled his body along with his swords. The zombies surrounding him had their bodies cut in half at the same time. The man then proceeded to pierced their head one by one while moving around swiftly. The man's name is Nile, and two animals earlier were his two pets.
They were fighting in three different styles and locations.
Their bloody figures were really a sight to behold.
The only thing that ruined such an image was the occasional sucking of the lollipops inside their mouth.
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