My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 170

After fooling around for a bit, Duke and Kisha fell asleep together. They were abruptly awakened by the night watch’s alert just before dawn, signaling that more zombies were approaching from all directions. Duke wondered if the scent of human blood from the traitor’s body, impaled at the highest point of the watchtower, was attracting the zombies.

Although it wasn’t a massive horde, the number of zombies was still significant enough to pose a challenge.

According to the night watch, at least a thousand zombies were approaching, a number they couldn’t handle without using their awakened abilities. Kisha and the rest immediately stood up and began packing as quickly as possible. Kisha, thinking ahead, considered storing everything in her inventory but refrained from doing so because there are many outsiders in their group currently.

She was the first to leave the tower with Duke, saying they would be out to find an escape route. In reality, they were putting back all the supplies she had taken to store in her inventory. Meanwhile, Sparrow and Vulture stayed behind to finish packing with everyone.

Soon after, the others came down, and the zombie horde had yet to reach their location. The zombies were marching rather than running, likely driven by curiosity rather than the certainty of food. The traitor’s body had been impaled at the top of the tower for several hours, causing his blood to dry and its scent to weaken, even as the wind carried it around.

The atmosphere among the group was still heavy from the previous night’s events, but there was no time to dwell on it. They quickly boarded the truck, and Sparrow wasted no time starting the engine. Regardless of the direction he chose, they were met by hundreds of zombies standing on the road.

The moment the zombies heard the engine’s rumble, their marching turned into a sprint as they chased after the truck.

Many in Aston’s group were visibly nervous, their anxiety growing as they saw the horde. One member subconsciously glanced back at the tower, wondering if they should return and wait for the zombies to disperse before continuing their mission. From his position, he saw something different at the top of the tower.

Unlike Sparrow and Kisha, who had good eyesight and could see far away, his vision was blurry. He thought the object he saw was just another decoration on the rod.

Noticing his intense focus on one spot, another member, trying to distract himself from the anxiety of the zombie horde chasing their truck, also looked up to see what his comrade was staring at.

His better eyesight allowed him to make out the silhouette on top of the tower. He recalled what Duke and the others had said about dealing with the traitor. Realizing that it might be the traitor from their team, a shiver ran down his spine, and his mouth fell open in horror.

He couldn’t comprehend Duke and his group’s brutality. Placing a dead body in such a degrading position seemed unnecessary and inhumane. The traitor was already deceased, so what purpose did this serve? His face turned pale, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Fear gripped him, not just of Duke and his group, but also of making any noise that might draw attention, though, amidst the surrounding zombie noise, it seemed unlikely anyone would hear him anyway.

But at that moment, fear consumed him, his attention fixated on Duke and Kisha seated before them. His teammates noticed his unease and followed his gaze upward. Despite the distance from the tower, they could still discern the unsettling sight their comrade had seen. Aston, currently silent, looked up with a cold, emotionless stare.