"The second horde is here!" Gene shouted after seeing the Zombies spawn about 200 ters from their estate out of nothing.
The castle ramparts buzzed with anticipation as the second horde of the Zombie Wave must be stronger than the ones they just faced.
"How are your weapons… your ammunitions?" Eldrin, the leader of the Elves and a Ranger, asked his fellow elves.
"I retrieved just about 60% of my arrows. The others were destroyed." Faelar replied.
"I didn't count… However, my crossbow is in good condition. There's no sign of breaking. This one was given by Lord Shane and has been upgraded." Cirdan said as he looked at the smoke that the marching zombies were creating.
Thalion and Aranion also gave their replies, confirming that their weapons were still in a good condition and that they were ready to fight once again.
At this ti, everyone felt ready…
Arrows were nocked, crossbows prid, and blades sharpened. The new wooden gate, hastily constructed after the last onslaught, was already erected since Leo had prepared a spare gate… It may be a fragile barrier against the undead tide, but it was better than nothing.
"Let them co… Don't trigger the last set of traps we've prepared." Shane reminded
From his spot, his Laser Sniper Rifle was cradled in his arms, as he surveyed the cleared forest.
Suddenly, Aegis Force Barrier humd, its translucent energy shimring around the estate before it disappeared.
The Power Cores had just been replaced by Mr. Wadsworth, and the defenders knew that this was their additional line of defense, so they all felt relieved seeing its activation.
"Ahh?"
"This sll…"
"Wait… I suddenly feel hungry…"
"Why now?"
In the midst of preparing to face the looming threat of the second zombie horde, a tantalizing aroma drifted through the estate.
The scent of savory at being cooked to perfection, infused with a dley of aromatic herbs and spices, stirred the senses of all present.
"I'm salivating…" Bart, who was still sipping with his ale, softly muttered after inhaling the enticing aroma of the food being cooked.
The others had sowhat similar reaction to this.
The elves, with their heightened sensitivity to slls, were actually the first to catch the alluring scent. However, because of their tasks and professionalism, they decided to ignore it and just showed a longing glance at the kitchen area of the manor.
This was followed swiftly by the Super Soldiers and then the rest of the fighters. All of them had eaten their fill this morning, but as the fragrance enveloped the area, a collective rumble of hunger resonated among the group.
It was as if they didn't see any grotesque or unappetizing rotten flesh of zombies just now!
"Soone's cooking... Is this so form of encouragent by Lord Shane?" remarked Chaloem, the esteed Monk, his keen senses detecting the source of the enticing sll.
"Ugh... I'm not sure if this is effective. It might even cause trouble." confessed Lady Seraph, the valiant Royal Knight, despite the recent battle and the grim sights she had witnessed. Her appetite remained undiminished.
Echoing her sentints, the others expressed their own newfound hunger, their mouths watering at the promise of a satisfying al.
Just as the aroma reached its peak, Shane made an announcent.
With a loud voice, he told everyone that once they successfully repelled the second horde, a feast awaited them. They would partake in this special al to replenish their strength and spirits.
This feast was ticulously prepared by Alexa, utilizing the recently acquired Unknown Safe at and various ingredients, ensuring that each bite would be a taste of success and a break from the chaos of battle.
Because of this simple yet enticing reward, everyone felt motivated in the second horde!
"So a good food can really boost morale…" Shane muttered as he saw the battle that ensued.
They had faced about 500 Runner Zombies with their decayed legs, propelling them forward. There were also 500 Jumper Zombies with their elongated and strong limbs reaching for the ramparts, and a 100 Flasher Zombies with their blinding flashes disorienting the survivors. These are the zombies attacking the front of the estate.
The number seed smaller than the previous horde, but that's more problematic for Shane.
After all, this normally ans that there be more special zombies in this horde! As expected, the true threat erged a few minutes after the clash—the Tyrant Zombies.
There were twenty of them, towering and moving a bulldozer, with their eyes burning with malevolence.
From Shane's point of view, they were like the generals of the undead, orchestrating the horde of Zombies.
Shane's jaw clenched. These Tyrant Zombies were not mindless creatures that only acted on instinct, unlike the others… At so point, they were cunning, deliberate, and lethal as they knew how to pick up things to throw or use terrain to their advantage. It was a simple form of combat intelligence, but it could be very deadly.
In the anti, at the eastern side of the estate, the previous thousand wolves was replaced by the Cave Dwellers. More than 2,000 dwarf zombies, sward out of nowhere!
Their eyes glowed with blue light, their bony fingers scrabbling at barrier…
Their sheer numbers were overwhelming, and it was difficult to completely clear them up! They might need Shane's Grenade Launcher once again to clear the area.
Chaloem and the Eclipse Revenant fought valiantly, their blades weaving patterns of death. But the dwarves kept coming, their low growls echoing through the night. The castle trembled, its ancient stones cracking under the onslaught.
Shane made a decision.
He signaled to Mara, the Flathrower wielder to help the eastern side...
He also threw a pouch of Zombie Cores to her so she could use the Hell's Fury against the Cave Dweller Zombies.
Soon, Flas erupted, a wall of searing heat that engulfed the Cave Dwellers. Their screams or roars were drowned out by the inferno, their bodies reduced to ash!
However, Shane didn't bother much about them as he looked at the advancing Tyrant Zombies!
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