My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 760

Instead of rushing in to attack the elite evolved zombie, Kisha decided to test her theory. She summoned her floating daggers, coating them with aura until they shimmered with energy. Without hesitation, she launched them forward, directing their flight like a swarm of bees zeroing in on their target.

Clank! Clank!

Slash!

The sound of metal meeting resistance echoed through the air as the daggers struck the zombie.

The clash of metal echoed sharply in the air, followed by the unsettling sound of flesh being torn. Kisha's eyes widened in shock—the elite evolved zombie had caught the floating daggers mid-air and crushed it in its palm like it was nothing more than a bundle of thin wires.

Thankfully, she had only used ordinary daggers for this test—if it had been her enhanced ones, she'd be heartbroken watching them crumble like paper.

But her theory was confirmed. The moment the zombie gripped the dagger, she felt her telekinetic control weaken significantly. Only faint traces of her influence remained, which explained why she had initially mistaken the zombie's strength as being far superior.

It wasn't just physical power—it was something deeper, something that could nullify mental control.

It wasn't that the zombie was physically stronger than her—though it certainly felt that way. The truth was, her control had weakened the moment it made contact, which could easily be mistaken for overwhelming strength.

Fortunately, since she had coated her floating dagger with aura, it still managed to injure the elite evolved zombie.

Even the zombie seemed confused. It stared at its palm in disbelief as it opened its hand, revealing a deep gash that nearly split it in half—bone visible through torn flesh. That one strike was enough to confirm Kisha's suspicion: the zombie's "Absolute Body" skill didn't grant it impenetrable defense.

Rather, it deflected or weakened external control and attacks, giving the illusion of invulnerability and immense power.

If she hadn't checked its status window, even Kisha might have been deceived.

'So what if you can disrupt my Telekinesis?' Kisha narrowed her eyes. 'If I can't beat you from a distance, then I'll take you down up close.'

With that thought, she gave Duke a sharp nod, followed by a series of quick hand signals to share her plan. Understanding her intent instantly, Duke shifted into position behind her.

In perfect sync, the two leaped forward—Kisha charging in front, Duke flanking from behind. Both of them cloaked their entire bodies and weapons with glowing layers of aura.

It wasn't just for offense—this aura would cushion any impact, reducing the damage from blows and shielding their internal organs from serious harm.

They were going all in.

Before they made another move, Duke plunged his spear into the ground and retrieved his 'Kratos Cloak' from his space ring. The elite evolved zombie remained eerily still, watching—waiting. Kisha, wasting no time, pulled out her own 'Erebus Cloak' and slipped it on. The cloaks shimmered faintly as their defenses spiked.

Kisha raised her hand and quickly signed a warning to Duke: "Be careful. Its offense and defense are off the charts. It could crush our skulls in one hit."

Duke nodded in understanding, then flashed her a cocky grin. He gripped his spear tightly, his eyes locked on the monster. He knew the enemy was powerful—insanely powerful. But instead of dread, Duke felt a wild surge of excitement.

His heart pounded, and a grin tugged at the corners of his lips. The rush of adrenaline coursed through him like lightning.

Still, he reined it in. This was Kisha's plan. He wasn't about to screw it up—not unless he wanted to see her really pissed.

"Ha!" Duke exhaled sharply, lowering his stance, muscles coiled like a spring ready to launch. His grip on the spear tightened with both hands, eyes locked on the elite evolved zombie.