The Undead and Unstoppable Apocalyptic Queen novel Chapter 690

**TITLE: Kept Woman 690**
**CONTENT: Chapter 690 The Only Ones Standing**

Harrance’s pace gradually decelerated until he finally came to a complete halt, his heart pounding with a mix of frustration and determination.

“Finished,” he muttered under his breath, the word echoing in the stillness of his mind.

With a swift pivot on his heel, he turned to face the source of his agitation, his voice dripping with irritation. “What are you trying to pull now? I’ve made myself perfectly clear—I love Lily! It’s done between us!” The weight of his words hung in the air, charged with the intensity of his emotions.

In that very moment, a grotesque figure lunged at him with alarming speed, a terrifying blur against the backdrop of the dimly lit surroundings.

“Gragh!”

Clara’s mouth gaped wide, resembling a nightmarish maw stained with blood as she launched herself at him. The sight sent a shiver down his spine, a visceral reminder of the chaos that had enveloped their lives.

A mechanical voice pierced through the tension, announcing the grim news. “Beep! Solan Camp is down.”

“Beep! East Sea Camp is down.”

“Beep! Tyson Camp is down.”

“…Halaeus Camp is down.”

“…Laeman Camp is down.”

“…Asedonia Camp is down.”

“…Down.”

“…Down.”

In a mere span of twenty-four hours, a staggering 289 bases worldwide had succumbed to the relentless tide of destruction, extinguished without a trace.

Only Theresa’s Blazing Sun Alliance and the three Ark Camps remained unscathed, standing defiantly against the encroaching darkness.

Inside the office, a heavy silence enveloped everyone, thick and suffocating, as the cold, mechanical announcements continued to drone on, each word a hammer striking against their hearts.

“This is the second wave,” Bennie spoke, his voice barely above a whisper, laden with dread.

“Every camp except ours has experienced a simultaneous outbreak of a new zombie virus. This strain has mutated,” he continued, urgency creeping into his tone. “The rate at which this new virus infects and transforms humans into zombies is off the charts.”

He glanced around the room, his eyes filled with a mix of fear and resolve. “At this moment, HQ and the three Ark Camps are the only survivors. There are no other…”

Those four words sent icy tendrils of fear coursing through their veins.

It meant that everyone else—friends, comrades, families—had perished.

Ground Zero had obliterated every last soul in those locations.

Theresa, however, was fortunate to have a system in place to assist her. Yet, deep down, she knew that this lifeline wouldn’t hold forever.

14:40 Tue, Dec 160

**Chapter 690 The Only Ones Standing**

Suddenly, the camp’s alarm blared once again, shrill and urgent.

“060… Finished.”

He heard Theresa’s voice ring out above the chaos, sharp and commanding.

She ordered an immediate retreat the second she arrived, her eyes scanning the battlefield with a fierce determination. She wanted every last human stationed at the canyon to escape.

Only a few hundred soldiers were posted in this area; they stood no chance against a million corpses.

“They’ll pour straight into the buffer zone if we fall back! That’s our first line of defense!” Theron roared, desperation fueling his words as he continued to fire.

The Blazing Sun Alliance lay just behind the buffer zone. If they retreated now, the zombies would breach their first line of defense by dawn.

They had prepared for tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of zombies. The traps set in the buffer zone were meticulously designed for that very scenario.

But a horde of a million?

It was an impossible task.

Once the canyon fell, the entire buffer zone would be lost, and the zombies would be at their gates once more.

“Retreat!” Theresa shouted, leaping from the low-flying helicopter, her hand reaching out desperately for Theron.

In that instant, seven or eight military-clad Level 6 zombies sprang toward them, their movements swift and terrifying.

She recognized those towering, seemingly indestructible forms instantly. The black-streaked, pale faces with clouded eyes were unmistakable—they were part of the Legion.

Their physiques and explosive strength were etched into her memory.

Theron’s gaze sharpened the moment he spotted them, a fierce determination igniting in his eyes. He slammed a fresh string of rounds into his gun, ignoring the jarring recoil against his shoulder as he raised the muzzle and fired with unyielding resolve.