The Undead and Unstoppable Apocalyptic Queen novel Chapter 680

**TITLE: Kept Woman 680**
**Chapter 680: The Zombie Legion Assault**

The countdown echoed ominously in the air—four, three, two, one.

“Time’s up!”

With a sudden surge of determination, Theresa Hall lifted her head, her gaze fierce and unwavering. “Don’t forget my name—Theresa Hall! Even after you die, you little punk!” The words sliced through the tension like a blade, filled with an intensity that could ignite the very air around her.

In that moment, she raised her knife high, the steel glinting ominously in the dim light.

Decision Maker Three, caught off guard, froze in place, his mind racing as he shouted, “5587!”

The man, whose heart had just been pierced by Theresa’s blade, surged forward with astonishing speed, a crackle of electricity sparking around him as he summoned a bolt of lightning.

In response, Decision Maker Three activated his ultimate ability—Absolute Force Field. Within that shimmering barrier, he felt invincible, as if he were the king of an impenetrable fortress.

Yet, as he surveyed the scene, a chilling realization washed over him. Theresa’s powers were completely nullified within the confines of his force field. No matter the extent of her abilities, they paled in comparison to 5587’s level. Her speed was insignificant against him.

Just as he began to relish the taste of victory, a wave of disbelief crashed over him. The dazzling lightning that 5587 had conjured flickered and vanished into thin air.

His force field… it was gone!

Panic surged through him as he grasped the implications. So, she had a hidden card up her sleeve—one that could nullify the powers of others!

Before he could fully process this revelation, Theresa was upon him, her presence a whirlwind of fury and determination. She raised her knife, and in a heartbeat, she drove it mercilessly through his skull.

A grotesque spray of blood erupted from the top of his head, a shocking mix of crimson and white that painted the air.

Yet, what truly shattered his mind was not just her hidden ability, but the fact that even in the throes of death, she remained untainted, not a hint of the zombie transformation he had so feared.

It’s impossible!

As Decision Maker Three spiraled from shock into utter disbelief, Theresa reduced him to a lifeless heap, a gruesome mess that bore testament to her lethal prowess.

**Zombie Legion Assault**

As the echoes of her victory faded, a cold voice pierced the air, commanding her attention. “You should go. The Legion is about to move.”

Theresa, still catching her breath from the intensity of the confrontation, looked up to see 5587 clutching his heart, retreating toward the rear.

Behind him loomed an enormous throng of zombies, as if they had been held back by an unseen force, now unleashed.

A dark, endless horde surged forward, a sight that sent a chill racing down her spine.

How many are there…?

The roars of the zombies filled the air, a cacophony of hunger and rage.

“Where are you going?” Theresa called out, her voice laced with urgency.

But 5587 remained silent, his focus unwavering as he moved toward the advancing legion of the undead.

In that instant, the zombie Legion erupted into chaos, a frenzy of foreign soldiers clad in heavy armor charging forward.

They bore mutations of speed, strength, and elemental prowess, each one a high-level zombie, more formidable than the last.

A full zombie Legion!

Bang-bang-bang!

The guns roared, unleashing a storm of bullets as abilities crackled to life, buying the helicopter precious seconds to lift off the ground.

Those deemed less essential, like Harrance, were unceremoniously tossed into the helicopter. Once it was airborne, everyone clung to the rope ladders, scrambling to ascend.

Theresa piloted the helicopter with fierce determination, her eyes darting between the chaos below and the instruments before her. After confirming that everyone was safely aboard, she quickly gained altitude, the ground falling away beneath them.

Meanwhile, explosions erupted in the distance.

Boom—

Boom—

Dozens of bombs rained down, hammering the earth where the zombies swarmed, sending shockwaves through the ground.

The blasts shook the very fabric of the earth, reverberating for miles around, a testament to the ferocity of the conflict.

As dawn broke, a new day began to unfold.

At East Sea Camp, Lily burst from her office, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts, sleep eluding her as the weight of her responsibilities bore down.

She raced to the tallest wall of the base, peering westward, her heart pounding in her chest. Flames danced against the darkened sky, a haunting reminder of the chaos that lay beyond.

Her heart leaped into her throat, a mix of dread and concern.

“Honey…”