The zombified Yumi had mutated into a bizarre “Screamer”.
With her high-frequency piercing scream, she attracted another Screamer that appeared from somewhere.
The two Screamers roared simultaneously, causing the nearby zombie hordes to riot.
A massive number of zombies, like a world-ending flood, suddenly rushed into the classroom.
Caught off guard, most of the people in the classroom died or were injured in an instant.
Even though Hayato and the others rushed back in time, trying to salvage the situation, they were still powerless.
Instead, their entire team was dragged down with them.
“Get lost!”
Hayato swung the kukri knife in his hand desperately, fiercely kicking a zombie that lunged at him to the ground.
Shrrk!
One slash to the throat!
Blood splattered, large chunks of flesh scattered.
“ROAR…
ROAR!!”
The zombie wailed, rolling on the ground.
The severed neck cross-section showed white spinal bone, filthy blood gushing out like a fountain.
Its broken nails constantly scraped large, bloody gouges into the cement floor.
“ROAR!”
The endless tide of zombies continued forward, indifferently drowning the throat-severed female corpse in place, devouring it.
“AAAAH!!
H-Hayato, save me!!”
Yamato stumbled and fell to the ground.
His legs were immediately grabbed by zombies.
Countless sharp claws kept tearing, like tough, boneless meat being stretched and torn apart.
Crack, crack…
Bone-chilling chewing sounds echoed non-stop.
Large patches of blood splattered.
Shredded flesh mixed with bone chips flew out, triggering an even more violent frenzy in the zombie horde.
“Yamato!”
Seeing his friend’s miserable state, Ooka’s heart trembled.
Without a second thought, he turned and ran.
“Sorry about this!”
“Bastard, if I die, you won’t have it easy either!”
Yamato, whose lower body had been devoured by zombies, revealed a hideous look in his eyes.
Mustering the last of his strength, he desperately clung to the legs of his former friend.
“Are you f***ing crazy?
Let go of me!!”
Ooka’s face drastically changed in panic.
He kicked backward wildly.
But Yamato, knowing he was going to die, silently endured the kicks without a sound.
“Hahahaha, die with me!”
Three seconds later,
The zombie horde spread up.
The two screamed as they were dragged into the horde.
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More zombies surged from behind, like a black tide.
In just a short moment, the team’s numbers were instantly reduced by more than half.
The last few boys from the sports club who ran a bit slower couldn’t even react before they were swallowed by the surging zombie horde, not even half a corpse remaining.
With one loss after another…
Only Hayato, Kakeru, and Yumiko were left.
“Hayato, look out!”
A dense, hazy water mist suddenly appeared on Kakeru’s left hand.
With a shrrp, the water mist quickly churned, transforming into several blue water blades that shot forward.
Narrowly, they cut a zombie aiming for Hayato’s waist cleanly in half.
The latter, caught off guard, fell to the ground, its half-body tumbling.
Its split open abdomen instantly spilled a large amount of black-red organs, muddying the floor.
“Thanks, Kakeru!”
A trace of lingering fear remained on Hayato’s face.
If Kakeru hadn’t helped in time, he would have been done for.
“What do we do now?!”
Kakeru gritted his teeth tightly.
He controlled the water mist in front of him, forming water arrows, continuously headshotting the crazily charging zombies one by one.
But as time passed, his face visibly paled at an alarming rate.
Even the water mist around him gradually became thin and transparent.
“Go upstairs!
Find Kiryu and the others!”
Hayato roared loudly.
His arms suddenly swelled like balloons, transforming into a huge, dark black steel hand several meters wide, quickly swatting away the zombies blocking their path.
In dire straits, he could now confirm that what Kiryu and the others said was not false.
Under heavy pressure, they retreated all the way to the fourth floor.
They found the fourth-floor hallway empty.
Aside from the blood and gore all over the floor, there really wasn’t a single zombie present.
“Those three…
actually really did clear the entire floor!?”
Kakeru’s face stung fiercely.
It felt like being slapped with a dozen consecutive slaps.
Shame spread endlessly in his heart.
Looking back, how ironic the scene of him mocking Kiryu now seemed.
The other party had easily cleared three floors and even had the kindness to leave a note reminding them.
Meanwhile, he and his group had been despicably laughing at others behind their backs.
This situation made him look like a clown, both petty and utterly foolish.
“We should have come to the fourth floor earlier.”
Hayato let out a heavy sigh, his heart full of regret.
Looking at his close friend, whose face was flushed with shame and embarrassment, he didn’t know what to say for a moment.
One wrong step led to another.
Then, they had arrogantly wasted the chance to ask Kiryu for help.
At this moment, the two Screamers were still screaming in place, causing the zombie horde to continuously riot, with no sign of stopping.
They could only fight and retreat, hoping that Kiryu and the other two, who had audaciously cleared three floors, would descend like guardian angels and save them.
“No good, Hayato.
I can’t hold on much longer!”
Kakeru’s face suddenly flushed bright red.
His arms began to sway unsteadily, seeping out hideous bloody wounds, large amounts of skin and flesh splitting open, revealing white bone.
“The Water Mist Scroll’s time is almost up!”
His Newcomer Gift allowed him to control water elements for fifteen minutes.
But if he exceeded the specified time, the price paid would grow ever higher.
“Kakeru, hold on a little longer!”
Hayato was also secretly suffering.
His Steel Arm also had a time limit.
Although its defensive power was astonishing, far exceeding ordinary Newcomer Gifts, he risked petrification.
Just from using it for a little while…
His legs were already showing signs of petrification, feeling like they were bound with heavy lead blocks.
“ROAR, ROAR, ROAR!!!”
Countless zombies surged forward, vying to be first, like a charge of heavy cavalry at full gallop.
Even if the front row of zombies tripped on the stairs, the rear rows still rushed over without hesitation.
Their dense, oncoming charge was truly oppressive.
“BOOM!”
“G-Get lost!
You monsters!!”
Yumiko continuously pushed over the desks and chairs used as barricades in the hallway, trying to block these frenzied zombies.
But she could only barely slow their running speed.
Seeing this, she gritted her teeth and tore open a strange, semi-transparent scroll.
The moment it shattered, invisible, distorting ripples suddenly spread thirty meters, instantly enveloping the surging zombie horde ahead.
Hum…
The frenzied roaring stopped abruptly in an instant, plunging into eerie silence.
Hayato and the others looked at the scene before them in disbelief.
The surging zombie horde had completely paused, as if someone had pressed the stop button.
“Q-Quick, kill Yumi and that screaming monster!”
Yumiko’s face was deathly pale.
Her head felt like it was about to explode.
The massive depletion of her mental energy made her vision blurry.
Thud.
She fell to her knees, clutching her heart, her voice hoarse as if scraping sandpaper.
“Leave it to me!”
Hayato gritted his teeth against the pain, moving his legs now covered in creeping stone.
He walked up to Yumi, who was still maintaining her roar, and decisively stabbed down.
“Sorry, Yumi-san.”
Shrrk!
The blade withdrew, bringing with it white brain matter and bloody mucous strands.
Hayato wearily pulled out his knife and was about to continue forward when, suddenly, a sudden change occurred!