Her eyes were no longer pitch-black but had shifted to a bloodthirsty crimson. Moving with lightning speed, she completely shattered the territorial boundaries. In just a few teleporting flashes, she materialized on top of the safe zone’s sentry post. Staring down at the convoy from her vantage point, her mouth split open to her ears, twisting into an eerie, grotesque smile.

Luna Dawson’s pupils shrank sharply. They were all here!

By hunting down the female Tier Four Zombie earlier, she had completely shattered the balance of power among the various factions in Decron. That morbid, instinctual craving to devour each other and seize territory had been thoroughly ignited by her kill!

“Hurry! Get away from the safe zone’s wall and charge into the pharmaceutical factory at full speed!” Dylan DuPont roared hoarsely into the walkie-talkie, his face as pale as a sheet and his eyes bulging with desperation.

Aside from the squad members driving, everyone else in the vehicles mustered every ounce of their strength, frantically hurling their superpowers behind them.

The dazzling lights of various superpowers exploded within the dense zombie horde like blooming fireworks. The deafening roar of explosions, the shrill shrieks of the zombies, and the crackling blasts of colliding superpowers intertwined into an ear-splitting cacophony. Batch after batch of the zombies charging at the very front collapsed.

On the distant perimeter wall, two Tier Four Zombies—one male and one female—scaled the barricade one after the other. After pausing for a brief moment of thought, they leaped down without hesitation. They plunged straight into the safe zone and sprinted toward the convoy, moving so rapidly they blurred into shadowy streaks.

The female zombie sprouted a pair of bat-like membranous wings from her back. They were as thin as cicada wings yet gleamed with a dark, sinister luster. Her eyes were as crimson as blood, and the fangs protruding from her mouth glinted with a chilling light. Her hands and feet had long since mutated completely into sharp, hooked claws, with razor-sharp blades flashing at her fingertips.

She darted nimbly through the air, effortlessly dodging the barrage of incoming superpower attacks while letting out excited screeches. She relentlessly chased the convoy, acting as if her prey was already within her grasp.

Beside her, the male zombie had several thick, slimy octopus tentacles writhing on his back. As he brandished the pitch-black appendages, they tore through the surrounding air, emitting sharp, piercing whistles that made one’s scalp tingle.

The tentacles were unpredictable; sometimes they appeared as soft as cotton, yet when they wrapped around an object, they became as rigid as an alloy. At times, they stretched endlessly, practically transforming into temporary lower limbs that propelled him forward at breakneck speeds—not losing out in the slightest to Batwoman.

The appendages were even thicker than an adult’s thigh, their surfaces exuding a cold metallic texture. The edges were lined with dense, razor-sharp jagged barbs. Just looking at them was enough to strike terror into anyone’s heart.

SHUNK!

SHUNK!

Two sharp sounds erupted almost simultaneously. The ear-piercing shatter of window glass intertwined with the agonizing screech of metal being violently punctured, making everyone’s hearts sink heavily.

Two off-road military vehicles trailing at the rear of the convoy were directly impaled by two massive tentacles. The hardened metallic appendages forcefully shattered the water curtain defense Luna Dawson had previously set up, stabbing into the cabins without the slightest hindrance!

Inside, the Omni Squad members were paralyzed with absolute horror. At that exact moment, the air around the lead vehicle violently twisted and blurred. Thick vines violently shot out. With a loud SWISH, Little Sweet Potato’s branches instantly engaged in a fierce tangle with the relentlessly pursuing Octopus Man, letting out a harsh, grating friction noise as the vines and tentacles wrapped around each other.

Meanwhile, the two military vehicles impaled by the tentacles were abruptly hurled into the air and viciously ripped apart!

The Superpower Users inside spilled out like candies from a torn wrapper, plummeting from the cabins one after another while unleashing blood-curdling screams.

“Ah!”

“Ahhh! Ahh!”

“Help!”

The falling Superpower Users completely lost their composure. They wildly unleashed their superpowers, frantically attacking the surrounding zombies. However, their panicked strikes lacked any rhyme or reason and were completely useless.

One unfortunate squad member was firmly coiled by a thick tentacle. Before he could even struggle, another tentacle violently pierced through his chest, while a third skewered his lower abdomen. The two intersecting tentacles then exerted force in opposite directions. With a sickening RIP, the man was instantly torn into pieces, his blood gushing out in a massive geyser.

Blood, internal organs, and shredded flesh exploded behind the group like a blossoming crimson flower. Warm droplets of blood splattered against the car windows, smearing into gruesome trails.

At the same time, the red-clothed zombie on the sentry post was already drooling profusely. Her scarlet eyes remained locked onto the plummeting Superpower Users. To her, those vibrant lives were nothing more than burst-in-the-mouth delicacies rich in superpower energy.

The slit at the corners of her mouth stretched even wider, nearly tearing her head in half. Countless rocks behind her suddenly levitated into the air. The surrounding air and the falling drizzle were forcefully cleaved apart as the stones shot forward. The piercing WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH of the projectiles slicing through the wind was deafening; even with the windows rolled up, everyone inside the vehicles could hear it clearly.

THWACK!

“Ugh…”

“Guh…”

Screams echoed out one after another. In the blink of an eye, the majority of the falling squad members were impaled by the speeding rocks. Blood dripped down the stones, dyeing the ground a gruesome red.

THUD THUD THUD!

The corpses crashed into the dirt one after another, their eyes wide open in sheer indignation. Their bodies were still twitching slightly as warm blood quickly mixed with the rainwater, forming puddles of gore on the ground.

With a few teleporting flashes, the red-clothed zombie rushed up to the still-warm corpses and began devouring them in huge, ravenous bites without a shred of hesitation.

The CRUNCH of teeth grinding against bone intertwined with the SQUELCH of tearing flesh. It sounded like a death melody composed by a hellish demon, both ear-piercing and bizarre. It frightened the surviving Omni Squad members in the remaining vehicles into turning as pale as a sheet, their blood seemingly freezing in their veins at that very moment.

On the other side, Batwoman took advantage of the gap while Octopus Man was being heavily suppressed by Little Sweet Potato. Hooking her claws, she accurately grabbed two panicked, fleeing squad members. Exerting a slight pressure on her talons, she snapped their necks with a sharp CRACK.

Opening her mouth that split to her ears, she began sucking ferociously at the torn wounds on their necks, her scarlet eyes filled to the brim with satisfaction and sheer greed.

“Is… is this hell?!” William Walsh’s legs had long since gone limp from terror. Trembling all over, he slumped weakly in his seat. His hands tightly gripped the armrests, and even his voice was shuddering uncontrollably.

Sharon Sloan kept her mouth open but could not utter a single sound. Her mind was a complete blank, and her facial muscles twisted beyond recognition. The panic and terror in her eyes were practically overflowing, and even her fingertips were twitching out of control.

Was this merely fear? No! It was far more than that. It was a bone-deep shuddering that came from facing the mutation of one’s own kind and confronting an unstoppable, terrifying existence. It was despair—a profound despair where even the thought of struggling seemed entirely futile.

The driver suddenly let out a furious roar. “Ahhh!” His eyes were bloodshot, brimming with madness and desperation. Clenching the steering wheel in a death grip, he slammed his foot on the gas pedal with all his might, accelerating wildly to catch up with the lead vehicle.

He screamed frantically in his mind, “Get closer. Just a little closer! As long as I get near Luna Dawson, as long as I can stay by her side, there’s still a chance to survive!”

At this exact moment, as everyone in the convoy looked toward the lead vehicle where Luna Dawson sat, an indescribable emotion welled up in their hearts.

It was a mix of begging and reliance, intertwined with a bizarre, twisted sense of security.

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