Chapter 17: Obtaining Level 2 Zombie Core
Zorvax found himself standing over the colossal sword, eyeing it with both awe and disbelief. It was an imposing weapon, one that promised to be a game-changer in his fight against the Zombie Warrior and his relentless pursuit of evolution.
He reached down to grab the hilt of the sword, but as he attempted to lift it, the sheer weight of the weapon took him by surprise. "What the...?" Zorvax muttered, struggling to budge the colossal blade. He grumbled, feeling the frustration building within him. "You, you heavy hunk of metal. You think you can mock me with your weight?"
But Zorvax was not one to be easily defeated. He wasn't about to let a mere sword get the better of him. He braced himself, planted his feet firmly, and with a final, mighty effort, he managed to lift the colossal sword off the ground. "Finally!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with a mix of triumph and relief.
However, the sword was much heavier than he had anticipated. As he raised it overhead, he found himself stuttering under its weight. His grip on the hilt was unsteady, and in an attempt to regain control, he inadvertently slashed the colossal blade in a wide arc in front of him.
What happened next left Zorvax in shock. The air seemed to crackle with energy as the massive blade cut through it. In an instant, numerous zombies that had been too close were split in two, their decaying bodies falling to the ground in separate pieces.
Zorvax's eyes widened in amazement at the destruction he had just unleashed. "This sword is... menacing," he stammered, struggling to find the right words to describe its power. "Strong, very strong."
The group of zombies that had been following him observed the carnage, and Zorvax turned to them with newfound confidence. "This changes everything. With this sword, I stand a real chance against the Zombie Warrior. Let's go!"
With the colossal sword in hand, Zorvax felt a newfound sense of power and determination. He was ready to take on the Zombie Warrior to prove that he was a force to be reckoned with. But as he rushed toward the formidable foe, the weight of the massive blade slowed him down considerably. It was as if the sword itself was an anchor, dragging along the ground and impeding his progress.
Zorvax could no longer move quickly, and he essentially had to drag the sword behind him. The zombies around him watched in anticipation, their vacant eyes locked on the colossal weapon and the one who wielded it.
Finally, he arrived at the head of the Zombie Warrior, its hollow eyes glaring at him with a mix of anger and fear. Zorvax couldn't contain his delight as he raised the colossal sword high. "This is the end," he declared a triumphant smile on his face.
The Zombie Warrior let out one last defiant roar, its remaining hand raised in a futile attempt to protect itself. But it was too late. With a swift and powerful thrust, Zorvax plunged the colossal sword deep into the Zombie Warrior's decaying flesh.
The effect was immediate. The Zombie Warrior shuddered and convulsed before falling to the ground, vanquished. As the dust settled, Zorvax looked at the fallen foe with a sense of accomplishment. "It's done," he said, breathing heavily.
Moments later, the system that governed this undead world began to display numerous announcements. Zorvax's eyes widened in delight as he read the messages that appeared one after the other.
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[Level 2 Zombie Core +1]
[Evolution Points +500]
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Zorvax couldn't help but smile broadly. He had achieved what he had set out to do, and the rewards were more than he had ever hoped for.