Chapter 117: Isaac broke out in a cold sweat



Theodore's Petrification ability could withstand piercing attacks; the only thing he feared was blunt force. His internal organs didn't have the robust defense of Petrification.

The recent bullets had made his bones ache. If this big-breasted woman hit him, he would definitely suffer internal bleeding.

Theodore, still fearful, stepped back a few paces, distancing himself from Lily.

"Jacob, what do we do?"

"Damn it, Isaac, you tricked me! What happened to only three abilities? Where did this new one come from? And with a gun?" Jacob cursed angrily.

"Jacob, I've never seen these two women either. They might have joined in the last few days! And now's not the time to talk about this. There are only two of them. Let's finish this quickly. If others show up, we'll be in danger!" Isaac protested.

"Damn it, I'll believe you for now. You and Theodore go deal with the one with the gun, I'll handle the one with the axe. Let's end this quickly!"

As the three spoke, Lily was already charging with her axe, and Charlotte was providing cover with her handgun from behind. Theodore dashed forward first, dodging Lily's axe and charging at Charlotte.

"Bang!"

Another gunshot rang out. This time, Charlotte aimed at Theodore's head. He instinctively dodged, and the bullet grazed his stone-skinned face, sparking as it passed.

Lily wanted to come to her aid, but Jacob, hiding nearby, finally sprang out. He swung his staff at Lily.

Lily instinctively blocked with her axe.

"Clang!"

A huge metallic clash resounded.

Lily's axe sank slightly, nearly slipping from her grasp.

"An ability user with strength?"

Lily was somewhat surprised!

At this moment, Jacob's muscles bulged as he pressed down with the iron staff, grinning:

"Girl, you're pretty big everywhere! But guess what, I'm big everywhere too. Come on, taste my big stick!"

Lily could hear the malice in his words immediately. She snorted coldly, her muscles bulging as she lifted him off, breaking free from his suppression.

"How is this possible?"

Jacob was shocked!

They were both strength-based ability users; how was she so much stronger?

Lily didn't give him time to think. After flipping him over, she swung her axe down.

Jacob was not to be outdone. He gathered all his strength, swinging his iron staff to meet her.

"Clang!"

A deafening crash resounded.

This was a skilled fighter!

Meanwhile, another survivor swung a machete at her.

Charlotte sidestepped to dodge it, sweeping her sword horizontally, grazing the man's throat.

"Slash!"

A line of blood appeared on his throat, followed by a gush of blood.

The man clutched his neck tightly, his eyes wide with rage, coughing up blood and making choking sounds as he stumbled and fell to the ground.

Isaac watched in terror.

But he couldn't stop. If he let this woman reload, they would all die.

He had no choice but to press on, relying on his abilities to keep her engaged.

Jacob, it's all up to you, come on!

Isaac shouted in his heart, but a quick glance showed him Jacob was brought to one knee by an axe blow, barely managing to hold off Lily's axe with trembling hands.

Theodore, who had been rolling on the ground in pain, forced himself to stand.

He was about to attack Lily from behind when a bright silver spear suddenly flew out of the darkness of the night.

"Bang!"

The stone-like skin on his body tore like paper under the thrust.

The spear pierced through his body, impaling a tree behind him with such force that it continued through the tree, leaving only the spear's tail embedded in it.

The force of the impact pushed Theodore back a few steps.

He looked down in disbelief.

A bloody hole had appeared in his chest, blood gushing out freely, quickly soaking his clothes.

Blood trickled from Theodore's mouth, his eyes slowly dimming, and he collapsed to the ground, completely still.

"Theodore!"

Jacob's eyes widened in fury.

Jacob roared, using all his strength to break free from Lily's assault, rolling away to dodge her follow-up attack.

Then he looked towards the direction from which the spear had been thrown, and saw a man striding towards them.

It was Elijah.

Because the remaining food in the supermarket was all in bulk, Elijah, Fiona, and Hannah had spent quite some time packing the last two carts. By the time they returned to the island, it was already completely dark.

Grace had been waiting at the bridgehead for them, and she told them about the intrusion.

Upon hearing this, Elijah rushed over without delay.