Chapter 84 First Floor: Weaponized Zombie Army
Chapter 84 First Floor: Weaponized Zombie Army
The moment he stepped into the crimson gate, Tyrion felt weightless as though he was in a free-falling elevator.
His vision was entirely blood-red and blinding, and he couldn't see anything apart from red.
This lasted for about ten seconds when he felt his weight again.
"Thump!"
He stumbled on the flat ground as the crimson light faded and his eyes cleared.
Now, he was on the ground floor of the Tower, the core of the New Ancient Undead dimensional zone.
His eyes squinted as his pupils attempted to adjust.
However, before that was possible, a sudden feeling of danger overwhelmed him as the air before him distorted and shrieked, releasing sonic booms as an object pierced through several levels of air barrier, arriving right before Tyrion's forehead.
Tyrion's eyes finally cleared and he saw the bullet arriving just before his eyes.
Suddenly, a cold snort sounded as a different dark moving object moving at an even faster speed collided with the bullet, deflecting it entirely!
"Ding!"
Sparks flinted off in mid air as the Cypher blade chipped away the metal of the bullet, deforming it and deflecting it.
Tyrion immediately flash step, appearing above the weaponized zombie like a phantom.
Before the weaponized zombie could react,
"Phantom Step."
"Bang!"
The head of the weaponized zombie was crushed into pieces, bone fragments as well as brain matter and metal shards scattered In all directions.
At this point, Tyrion could finally see the entirety of this floor. However, he almost got goosebumps due to the fact that the entire floor of about a kilometer radius was teeming with weaponized zombies!
Not to mention a super soldier, even Tyrion was almost scared to death. This was an entire army!
"Tu! Tu! Tu! Tu!"
Bullets headed towards Tyrion who was still in mid air with intense speed.
At this point, Tyrion was in mid-air and there was nothing he could do to change his direction.
But there was no trace of panic on Tyrion's face.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The bullets streamed through Tyrion's body, passing through him as though he was a ghost.
It was actually an afterimage!
Tyrion had used phantom step the moment he crushed the head of the first weaponized zombie, increasing his speed drastically as he appeared above and another weaponized zombie's head.
"Bang!"
Another skull was crushed like a watermelon.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Like an exploding confetti, heads shattered and scattered around the floor as Tyrion used phantom steps to appear above the weaponized zombies, unexpectedly.
Although they had been strengthened by the effects of the blood moon, they were still too slow compared to Tyrion's phantom step.
Sometimes, Tyrion actually let some of the bullets hit him, deflecting those heading for his skull and those headed for his heart. Nôv(el)B\\jnn
[+9, +9, +9, +9, +9, +9, +9 …]
Hundreds of +9 damage points floated above Tyrion's head as he did this for several intervals.
Just as he had crushed over half of the monsters on this floor and had appeared above another zombie, intending to crush its head with his feet, the air above the weaponized zombie's head surged as the surroundings electricity within the crackled, forming an electric blue forcefield above its head.
"Bang!"
The forcefield distorted and it's color faded as phantom step collided into it, blasting visible blue electric shock waves to the surroundings, however, it actually withstood Tyrion's attack.
In this split second, the Weaponized zombie was looked upwards and its steel cybernetic arm dismantled and assembled, releasing a mechanical sound as its formed a large muzzle.
"Tzu!"
Its body jolted backwards as a missile the size of an adults fist escaped its arm. Intense jet flames bursted out from the missiles behind as it appeared before Tyrion in that instant.
Tyrion's face changed slightly. What sort of Weaponized zombie was this? Didn't weaponized zombie usually only have a few bullets in their asernal? This had misses instead.
Tyrion didn't have time to think about it as the danger looked over him like a guillotine.
He roared like a maddened beast and his muscles shook as he erupted with all 69% of his activated cells.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
His second heart sped up immediately after sensing the danger and his blood circulation increased drastically as adrenaline flooded his entire system.
In the blink of an eye, terrifying veins popped out of his body, wriggling like snakes all over him.
The veins formed a peculiar pattern over his chest, expanding from his neck, all the way to his face as they branched into his eyes and forehead, forming some sort of ancient character.
His body expanded by a third as he unleashed all of his pure bodily strength.
Ignoring the fact that he had a lot of easier ways to handle the situation, he chose to handle it as a true warrior without using a single one of his trump card.
He suddenly twisted his waist, erupting with all of his might as he slapped his right palm forward. His palm expanded, covered with terrifying muscles and large terrifying veins as it moved.
Tyrion actually intend on colliding head on with the missile!
The space around his palm actually distorted and compressed as though it was about to collapse. It was as though a heavy mountain was moving with the speed of a shooting star.
As the missile was just an inch before the palm, it seem to have encountered some form of resistance as it slowed down.
Intense blue flames combusted from its jet engine but even then, it seem as though it was moving in water as the surroundings space seem to have been locked by done sort of pressure.
The pressure was intense causing cracks to appear on the fist-sized missile's body and it immediately exploded.
"KA-BOOM!!!"
Like a wild fire, blue flames engulfed the radius of a hundred meters in a roaring fury.
Time seemto slow down as the flames erupted, distorting the space around as a white singular, tiny flame erupted, seemingly in slow motion.
The white slowly expanded climbing and engulfing Tyrion, starting from his right palm.
As it touched his right palm, his right palm immediately disintegrated like a sand. It began climbing up from his palm to his wrist, to his elbow until it engulfed his entire arm, turning it nonexistent.
Finally, it moved forwards and totally engulfed Tyrion.
The zombies caught in the waves were immediately blasted to smithereens, half of their bodies reduced to ashes while the other parts of their bodies separated into various fragments.
In that moment, two-third of the entire weaponized zombies within the first floor had been destroyed.