My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 452

However, that prospect felt increasingly impossible in the face of the relentless onslaught of the zombies.

With no end to the horde in sight, their minds grew sluggish, and their bodies responded mechanically, driven solely by the primal instinct for survival.

Each movement became a struggle, a fight against the overwhelming fatigue that threatened to engulf them as they faced wave after wave of zombies.

Duke could see the struggle etched on the faces of his warriors, their determination wavering under the relentless pressure.

Clenching his jaw, he resolved to take decisive action.

It was time to test his theory: was this small-scale zombie raid merely an illusion, or was there truly an endless horde bearing down on them?

With a deep breath, he prepared himself for what he was about to do.

"Conjure an Earth wall around you! Make it as strong as possible!" Duke shouted, straining to steady his breathing.

His warriors didn’t question him; they trusted Duke implicitly.

Recognizing that he was plotting something, those who still had the energy quickly began to erect the wall.

They formed a tight circle, knowing that by working together, they could create a smaller barrier that would still provide protection despite their exhaustion.

As his warriors worked to complete the Earth wall, Duke provided crucial support by conjuring more ice spears to take out the incoming zombies that were relentlessly battering their makeshift barrier.

He fought fiercely, alternating between his bare hands and dagger, determined to protect his team while they reinforced their defenses.

Once his warriors were safely inside the cocoon-like Earth wall they had conjured, Duke stood tall, taking a moment to steady his breath.

Without hesitation, he focused inward, channeling his energy until the edges of his clothes began to float with the intensity of his power.

As the zombies lunged toward him, an invisible electromagnetic barrier formed around him, keeping them at bay.

Duke continued to harness his energy, drawing it deep into his core, causing his hair to stand on end as electricity surged through his body.

Small sparks of energy crackled and danced across the ground like lively serpents, illuminating the chaos around him.

The dim streets began to brighten as Duke’s body radiated light, the energy within him surging toward his core.

With each pulse, he slowly lifted off the ground, his eyes glowing so intensely that his irises vanished.

The energy enveloped him like a luminous sphere, rendering the surrounding zombies motionless, as if frozen in time.

With a deep, shaky breath, Duke unleashed all the energy he had gathered, releasing it in a powerful wave.

The explosion of energy radiated outward, creating a shockwave that reverberated through every corner of the street.

In an instant, the nearby zombies were sent flying, their bodies tossed like rag dolls.

The Earth wall his warriors had constructed trembled under the force, cracking as the ground shook violently.

Fractures snaked across the barrier, and they could hear the ominous sound of crumbling earth echoing in the chaos.

Just when they thought the shockwave had subsided, a second wave of explosive energy surged forth, completely obliterating the earth wall they had constructed for protection.

The force of the blast sent them flying several meters away.

Fortunately, this second wave was slightly weaker than the first, allowing them to cling to one another and preventing them from being hurled too far.

As they regained their bearings, they noticed that the street was now devoid of zombies—except for one massive figure standing just three meters away from Duke.

The creature towered at two meters tall, its head resembling a grotesque fusion of two basketballs that was shaped like a brain.

Or was it really a brain outside of the skull?