Theresa had no time to think about why this zombie would attack her. She quickly retreated, widening the distance.
She felt her sharpness fading. When she tried to activate her abilities again, her powers were restricted once more. This time, the suppression was absolute.
All of her abilities were scaled.
“This is the force field I personally created for you. I finally get to use it,” Decision Maker One said in excitement.
At the same time, the dripping–wet zombie king charged in at full speed.
“Grar!”
Its massive body moved frighteningly fast as it crashed toward her like a collapsing mountain, accompanied by an overwhelming surge of pressure.
It was a mental ability zombie!
When the high–level zombie king unleashed its full mental force, it pounced onto Theresa’s back. Its rancid mouth opened wide, and a row of jagged, uneven teeth was lunging for her neck.
“Roar!”
As the other Decision Makers watched the scene, they felt their earlier fear turn into eager anticipation.
These were the strongest zombies they had collected over the years, each chosen from Divine Academy through strict selection. Every one of them possessed extraordinary strength. More importantly, Theresa was trapped within the Ultimate Force Field–her powers completely suppressed, while the zombies were not!
There was no way Theresa could escape.
This was the first time a zombie had forced Theresa into such close combat. Strength was one thing, but the real danger was the crushing pressure on her mind. She had no abilities, and the bullets were useless against these high–level zombies. All she had left were her own speed, physical strength, and the combat instincts honed from years of killing zombies.
“Grar!”
Just as the zombie lunged to rip into her neck, Theresa endured the mental pressure crushing her nerves as she twisted backward and slammed her fist into the zombie’s mouth.
Her punch felt like hitting a serrated steel plate.
Sharp zombie fangs sliced into her knuckles, and the high–polymer glove Hugo had made was torn instantly, blood streaking across her palm.
In the meantime, Theresa’s fist pierced straight through the zombie’s skull.
With her hand inside its head, she clawed around until she grabbed a gleamstone that was the size of half a fist. Then, she smashed her fist downward, brutally ripping her hand free- destroying the high–level zombie king in the most savage way possible.
“Grar!”


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