Chapter 15: The Power of Zombie Warrior

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Chapter 15: The Power of Zombie Warrior

Zorvax stood in the desolate, post-apocalyptic wasteland, his eternal gaze fixed upon the words that had unfurled before him in the Evolution List. The sight of the newly revealed options stunned him, his non-existent heart pounding with uncertainty and excitement:

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[Evolution List]

[1. Zombie Warrior: 500 Evolution Points to evolve]

[2. Zombie Gunner: 600 Evolution Points to evolve]

[3. Zombie Assassin: 700 Evolution Points to evolve]

[4. ???: 500 Evolution Points and Level 2 Zombie Core to unlock]

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As Zorvax gazed at the Evolution List, his hollow sockets, where his eyes once were, conveyed both amazement and vexation. The third option, Zombie Assassin, had ignited a blazing desire for power within him. But it was the fourth option that cast a shadow upon his excitement, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"So, the third option is Zombie Assassin... that's... incredible. But this..." Zorvax paused, frustration etching his unseen face. "This is absolutely insane."

The fourth option had unfurled before him with extravagant demands, requiring an exorbitant 500 Evolution Points. His own point total, as meager as it was, weighed heavily on his thoughts. With only 130 Evolution Points remaining, Zorvax felt the weight of his limitations pressing down upon him.

Zorvax stared at the hulking, abominable figure and gasped, "That... that's a Zombie Warrior?" His voice held a trace of both terror and astonishment.

He cursed loudly, his desolate voice echoing in the desolation around him, "Damn! That thing is even bigger than the Thick Zombie and that sword... It's too damn menacing!"

With the impossible odds stacked against him, Zorvax faced a nightmarish scenario with the Level 2 Zombie Warrior that was not only larger but also wielding a weapon capable of splitting him in two. His undead heart, if he still had one, beat with a mixture of fear and determination.

In the face of this grotesque and overwhelming adversary, Zorvax's decaying mind raced, contemplating his options. Fear tugged at the edges of his undead consciousness, urging him to flee, to escape the pursuing horde and this terrifying Level 2 Zombie Warrior.

However, the allure of the prize that awaited him— the elusive Level 2 Zombie Core—was too tantalizing to resist. He clenched his rotting fists in a mixture of resolve and frustration. "Do I need to escape... or fight it?" he pondered aloud, his guttural voice reflecting the torment of his decision.

"Fuck it," Zorvax muttered, his determination resolute and unyielding. "I need that Level 2 Zombie Core anyway."

With a surge of purpose, Zorvax lunged forward, his tattered, decaying cloak trailing behind him like a ghostly wisp. His two gleaming daggers gleamed in the dim light, poised and ready to strike.

Amidst the chaotic frenzy, Zorvax's deadened senses picked up the sight of level one Swift Zombies and Thick Zombies, who had joined the fray, engaging the colossal Zombie Warrior. The realization brought an odd sense of comfort, and he muttered under his breath, "Good... At least I'm not fighting it alone."

He focused on the battle at hand, momentarily setting aside the myriad of thoughts that raced through his decaying mind. The stakes were high, and Zorvax was ready to face the formidable foe that stood between him and the coveted Level 2 Zombie Core.

As Zorvax rushed headlong into the chaotic melee, he beheld the towering monstrosity of a Level 2 Zombie Warrior.

With a mighty, grotesque swing, the Zombie Warrior brought down his immense blade upon the ground. The earth trembled beneath the force of the strike, and a series of deep holes marred the battlefield where the sword's wicked blade had cleaved through. The shockwave that followed rippled through the ground, sending debris and dust into the air.

"Fuck..." Zorvax's words trailed off in a guttural mumble as he watched the ground tremble. He knew that facing such a fearsome adversary would be no easy task, but the allure of the Level 2 Zombie Core was an irresistible draw, driving him onward.