Doomsday: I Obtained A Fallen Angel Pet At The Start Of The Game Chapter 30
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Scanning the information, Stark's eyes moved.
So in the apocalyptic era, Transcendents could communicate with each other? In that case, only ordinary people would be threatened.
No wonder the apocalyptic era was about eliminating ordinary humans and allowing Transcendents to continuously compete for evolution.
At this moment, Transcendent humans already possessed the ability to kill a large number of zombies. As for ordinary humans, they could only tremble under the claws of zombies.
However, he did not delve too much into the topic.
"This is your food for today. It's your reward."
After throwing a bag of leftover bread to Chris, Stark stood up and prepared to walk out of the door.
Chris immediately struggled to move her body in front of the bread bag. She used her mouth to grab a piece of bread from the pack and began to eat it one bite at a time.
"Brother Stark, where do you want to go?"
On the other side, Susanna looked at Stark, who was going out, and said in surprise.
In her opinion, there was enough food at home. Stark didn't need to go out, and she didn't want him to be in danger, either.
"I'm going out to hunt some zombies. It's okay. Trust me, I'll be back soon," said Stark.
He had just become a level-one Transcendent human being, so he was far behind the others. Of course, he had to catch these elite zombies to make up for it.
More importantly, the green poison disaster was coming in 28 days. The apocalypse would be even more terrifying, and he had to keep consuming crystals to become stronger.
Since he had strengthened his skills yesterday, he had used up all his crystals.
He was looking forward to seeing how powerful this elite zombie, which was said to be dozens of times more powerful than an ordinary zombie, was? And how many crystals was it worth!
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While thinking, Stark walked out of the door.
Walking out of the Lancaster community, he came to the street and saw a large group of zombies, which was several times more powerful than yesterday, wandering back and forth on the street.
Right beside him, a zombie that was emitting a black light and reeking of blood noticed Stark. It roared and immediately rushed towards him.
A high-level zombie!
The moment he noticed the zombie's strange behavior, Stark reacted. He noticed that the high-level zombie charging towards him was more than twice as fast as yesterday's zombie.
Stark didn't dare to be negligent. He summoned his Sword of God and slashed out.
"Thunder!"
Zizz!
A fierce electric current surged up. Along with the Sword of God, it slashed down on the zombie's body.
Crack!
The high-level zombie was directly cut into two by Stark's sword. A large amount of black blood gushed out, bringing with it an extremely bloody stench.
[Ding! Congratulations! You have killed a high-level zombie. Obtained 1,000 experience points.]
[You have leveled up to level 2!]
[You have collected 13 crystals!]
A series of system sounds rang in Stark's mind.
Stark couldn't help but sigh. He could clearly feel that when his Sword of God, along with Thunder, had slashed at the high-level zombie's body, although it was able to cut it, it was a little strenuous.
This was the result after the enhancement yesterday. If he hadn't strengthened it, he was sure that he would need at least two strikes to kill a zombie.
He had no choice. This was the importance of level. He was only at level one. Even if he had a high-level weapon, he wouldn't be able to bring out its full effect.
That was what Stark thought. However, if these words were heard by other extraordinary humans, it would be a different feeling. If they wanted to kill a high-level zombie, they would have to use all their strength. It would take them more than ten minutes to kill a high-level zombie, alright?
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And he thought it was too slow to kill one with two slashes? This was ridiculous!
[Character Window]
Name: Stark
Level: 2 (500/1500 EXP)
Ability: Oracle
[System Forum, highest-leveled Transcendent human: Ice Cold Heart Level 12]
Looking at the information on his attribute panel, Stark smiled slightly. Next, if he went all out to kill zombies, he should be able to catch up very quickly with the addition of all sorts of SSS-class items.
With this thought in mind, Stark immediately rushed into the zombie crowd in front of him and began to fight.
Thunder! Gale Attack!
For a moment, Lightning and wind danced wildly. Stark's eyes were emotionless. The Sword of God in his hand carried a skill and slashed out. If he had to kill, he would kill. He would not leave a single high-level zombie alive.
One high-level zombie after another was turned into meat paste by Stark. Along with Thunder and Gale Attack and his Body of Zeus, Stark seemed unstoppable as he continued to advance on the zombie-filled streets.
According to Stark's calculations, he was currently at Level 2. If he wanted to catch up to the first-ranked Level 12 Transcendent, he would have to kill around 2,500 zombies.
If he were to kill all the high-level zombies, he would need around 250 zombies.
No matter how strong Stark's body was, killing 2,500 zombies was still a bit of an exaggeration. After all, zombies were still human-shaped. He could withstand killing a few hundred of them, but killing 2,500 zombies was a bit too ferocious.
"I have to find as many high-level zombies as possible. Low-level zombies won't cut it." Stark quickly made up his mind. He didn't go looking for low-level zombies. Instead, he was on the hunt for some high-level zombies.
Right now, the entire street was filled with high-level zombies, which saved Stark the trouble of taking the initiative to look for them.
Not long after, Stark found a few high-level zombies gathered at the entrance of a supermarket.
With a roar, two high-level zombies charged at Stark.
High-level zombies were powerful. Not only their speed, but their hands had also evolved. They were like steel claws, tearing through the air. It was terrifying.
Lightning instantly struck the high-level zombies in front of him. Even if they did not feel it, the numbness still affected the high-level zombies. The two high-level zombies slowed down greatly. In Stark's eyes, they were extremely stiff.
"Gale Attack!"
Stark raised his Sword of God and slashed out. A storm of sharp blades swept out and directly hit the two strongest high-level zombies. The sound of steel being torn apart was heard on the spot. The flesh of the two high-level zombies was instantly cut into pieces.
In the end, their entire bodies were mercilessly destroyed by the storm of sharp blades.
The two high-level zombies died on the spot.
[Ding! Congratulations to the Transcendent for killing two high-level zombies. Obtained 2000 experience points.]
[You have collected 26 crystals!]
[You have leveled up to Level 3!]
A system notification sounded in his mind again.
The experience from the two senior zombies instantly increased his level by another level.
Stark's eyes couldn't help but be filled with excitement.
On the other side, the remaining three zombies didn't show any fear due to their companions' death. Instead, they waved their claws even more fiercely and charged at Stark, looking extremely terrifying.
"Roar!"
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