Apocalypse King: Recruiting S-Tier Beauties With My Ruler System Chapter 34: Stage 2 vs Rank 4

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The mont I faced the monster, Jiang Roulan's body flew across the ground while covered in wounds—wounds she got, buying ti for to evolve. She bought the seconds I needed with desperate actions, and even money couldn't match her efforts because she saved our lives.

Before I returned to my senses from the high of evolving to rank four, I'd already launched myself off the van and thrust my spear into the zombie's throat.

Imdiately after cutting through the hardened flesh of the brute, my body tumbled to the side from the montum. "Urgh..." The sharp gravel cut into my arm but only pricked like pins, failing to penetrate my skin.

I sucked in a deep breath of cold air before dragging my spear from it's neck. The flesh bubbled with a sickening pop and healed slightly.

"Grrr!"

With a low, angry grumble, the brute thrashed out with multiple attacks, swinging its elongated arms towards , trying to crush with pure strength. I hopped back, dragging my foot against the ground behind and lowered my hips, gathering strength in my thighs and waist.

The sheer danger this post-bariatric surgery zombie posed was abnormal.

I shifted my eyes to the apartnt. With my enhanced sight, the movents of Jiang Roulan fighting appeared in almost 8k at 120fps, as her buttocks and curvy body swayed through the narrow hallway, crushing zombies.

There was a stabbing pain in my neck, and I leaned to the right.

A burst of air exploded beside my face, cutting my eyebrow with a burning rash as the brute huffed with a cloud of hot hair after tossing a huge piece of scrap tal at my head.

'Let's focus!'

After its attack missed, the brute slamd its chest in anger before dashing forward, its stride more than two tres each step creating a quake in the ground.

I gripped my spear, the tal bar even heavier since my strength had increased, but the weight would also help slay this beast. My left foot pushed off the ground bouncy tarmac which sent charging forward with a rapid montum.

The mass of the monster was more than double mine as it sprinted at while drooling from its mouth. The mont I reached the ideal range, I gripped my spear and thrust out with everything I had. My hands shook because I tensed my entire body the mont I stepped to the side and pierced towards the brute's neck.

"Bleed!"

The beast's clawed hands tore apart the ground, clearly aiming for less than a second ago. Thanks to my danger sense, I sidestepped the danger, but now my right thigh felt strange—it burned, and the muscles beca tight and spasd.

My blade nicked the sa spot as before, ripping the scarred flesh that hastily repaired, now a deeper and more volatile wound.

Dirty black blood bubbled and poured from the gash in the zombie's neck, but it didn't heal. Although the battle wasn't over, I gained a vital clue and learned that even a brute like this wasn't immortal.

However, while I focused on that, the monster retaliated with a lightning-fast reaction. It swung its left arm like a bat, which smashed into my abdon, even after lifting my spear to absorb the damage.

The ground and air switched places as my body rolled through the air, a low thud sounding at the brute that appeared above , both hands held like a hamr.

"Shi—"

Boom!

The impact turned everything white, as my ears humd with an annoying screech, and my eyes couldn't see. "Damn it..." I could feel my body rolling, dragged against sharp and jagged edges, as I desperately tried to suck in oxygen to feed my starving lungs.

Again, the monster caused the ground to shake as it lunged towards .

Light returned to my eyes, and I found myself embedded against a broken car with blood pouring down my left arm, which hung without power. I couldn't feel anything, maybe adrenaline took over... I saw the huge lump stomping towards in a bull-like rush.

He wanted to crush into a pulp.

I could feel the ground bouncing from each step, its weight almost digging craters into the concrete and asphalt flooring.

With a blank mind and throbbing body, I yanked myself from the car and activated my dash skill. A sudden surge of power and warmth filled both my legs as my muscles bulged before I darted forward like a terrified female rat.

We rushed at each other, a train and a small human, a super heavyweight against a featherweight.

But I didn't stop.

My speed was faster, allowing to complete my gambit.

I bit the corner of my tongue to keep focused while jumping towards the right the instant before the zombie collided with . The cold air cut across my skin like sharp blades as the zombie smashed into the car, destroying it and continued into the destroyed convenience store.

'BUY FOUR GRENADES!'

Instantly, I spent all the money I gained from the ranking and grasped the air, desperately partying as the damage and burning sensation in my lungs beca stronger, like small teeth biting the soft flesh walls.

Click!

The first grenade almost imdiately left my hand. Followed up with the second, but there wasn't enough—BOOM! Ti. The first and Second grenades exploded a mont before I tossed the third. I heard and felt the zombies' wailing roar shaking the earth.

But now I need to deal with the shambling zombies all around .

"Damn it..."

With an injured arm, I struggled to unpin the last grenade and rolled it towards the group of zombies and staggered back, taking my spear from my inventory and taking a breather with my back against an abandoned car.

"Is it over...?"

Of course, it wasn't.

The ground throbbed. Not shook. Not quaked. It throbbed like a massive artery underfoot had just constricted and spat sothing out.

And then ca the scent.

Burned pork and sewage. lted tires. Sweet rot.

I gagged, even though I had nothing left in my stomach. My throat clenched, tight as a rope. My tongue tasted like aluminum.

The brute stumbled out of the ruined storefront. It moved wrong—differently. The speed was gone, but it ca like a nightmare, half-crawling, dragging one leg like dead weight. The other stomped with rage. Its bulk had changed. Lopsided. Broken. Burning.

My body scread to move, but I just watched.

Its face...

The fire hadn't just charred it. It had revealed sothing.

Chunks of liquified skin clung like wet curtains, peeling off the jawline with every snarl. One eye bulged from an empty socket of cooked nerves, still twitching. No nose—just a collapsed, bubbling hole that hissed with each breath. I could see teeth through the cheek, muscle exposed, pulsing like a heart outside its cage.

It was lting.

And it didn't care.

It saw , and it smiled. At least, it tried. The jaw shifted sideways, unhinged, revealing more black blood pooling at its throat.

This thing wanted to kill at any cost.

"Grrrrrrhh—"

I tightened my grip on the spear with my good hand. My left dangled, bone-deep pain muted into an icy numbness now. My right thigh cramped again, locking mid-step. I almost crumbled to the floor. A flash of white blood in my skull.

"Not now," I hissed, and dug the spear's butt into the road to balance myself.

The brute limped forward—slower now, but not weaker. Not tar. The fire had taken part of it, but what was left was more deranged, more willing to destroy itself if it ant taking with it.

I checked my inventory. Empty.

No grenades.

No quick fixes.

I was going to have to kill it. No tricks. No kiting.

Just spear and will.

It swayed suddenly—then lurched, body folding forward unnaturally, like a marionette with cut strings. Its knee cracked sideways, and it charged, crawling now on elbows, its lted face dragging across the ground, leaving trails of blood, skin, and smoke in its wake.

I couldn't run.

So I stepped forward.

And scread.

"CO ON THEN, YOU OVERCOOKED DUMPLING!"

I poured all my weight on the spear and drove it like a lightning rod straight down toward the approaching mass of ruined flesh, its eye glinting with joy—mad joy—as it accepted the charge.