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18 Floors Above the Apocalypse novel Chapter 487

Stella was on patrol when she spotted the Eagle Tanks rolling in. Without a second thought, she spun around and bolted.

Seeing her panic, Blue Eyes, with his ever-present pipe, got even more crazed, chasing her down in his tank.

“She’s scared, she’s scared! The so-called beauty from the East is running scared, haha!” But it was too late for her; more terror awaited.

She ran, he ran; today, she wouldn't escape. The Union Base buzzed with excitement; the hunt had begun.

Some people are just born to be prey, perfect for the cruelest games. Especially in this post-apocalyptic world, where every corner is a natural hunting ground; the thrill is unmatched.

The tank’s thunderous roar closed in, leaving the others far behind as it chased Stella with relentless zeal.

Just 500 meters from the house, a thunderous explosion shook the snowfield. The tank flipped. The ice shattered, plunging the tank into an icy abyss... and just like that, it sank.

“Oh my God!” Mike was gone!

The blood-pumping crowd stood in shock. The battle hadn't even started, and already the tank was gone?

Stella stood atop a snowdrift, flipping them the bird before vanishing from sight.

"Fuck!" Blue Eyes, coming to his senses, cursed until he was red in the face. "Son of a bitch!"

Furious, they picked up their pace, determined to end her today. The sea was ice-cold, and with the tank’s weight, it kept sinking deeper...

Inside, Blue Eyes, his sunglasses lost and his pipe nowhere to be found, didn't have time to escape as the freezing water drenched their clothes. Struggling to breathe underwater, they fought to hold their breath and survive. But their heavy, waterlogged coats dragged them down, and the sea's icy spears jabbed relentlessly.

In the subzero depths, with no breath and the cold causing their hearts to seize up... And just like that, no deity, not God, nor Allah, seemed to hear his prayers. He swam desperately, growing stiff and weary, while the light from above faded to darkness...

No amount of pleading helped; the Western gods seemed to ignore their plight. As he sank, something massive neared him. "Oh, No!" Before he could scream, the icy water rushed into his mouth. A gaping maw closed in and swallowed him whole.

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