My Ten Wives and Ten Rings in the Apocalypse-Chapter 104 The Appearance Of The Hordes

"What in heaven is this!?" Madel exclaimed.

It took him a couple of seconds before he recovered from his initial shock.

A couple of meters from them were zombies, from ordinary zombies to Second Circle and then, another existence.

The new existence was 3-meter tall, dark with bulged muscles. They have yellow eyes and pointed noses. Their bodies were covered in black armor with heavy weapons in their hands.

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Race: Horde

Grade: Bronze

Level: First Order

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The three hordes march confidently among the zombies, giving orders to them.

One of the bronze hordes looked in Madel's direction and smiled, showing its broken tooth.

All the hairs on Madel's body stood straight, taking a couple of steps backward. While the ordinary people around were shocked and couldn't wake up from the shock.

'Horde!'

'First Order!'

"Quickly, go and call everyone!" He slapped the frozen soldier beside him.

Hmm! Hmm!

The soldier blinked his eyes twice and rushed into the hidden warehouse. While Madel gave a series of orders to his men.

"God help us!" he murmured.

As the horde and zombies came closer. The land trembled and everything in the path of the hordes was cleared by the zombies.

"What is it!?" Grandpa Philip's husky voice came from the warehouse.

He came out of the building and stared at Madel, not looking at the other side. But the abrupt change in the weather and the tremor coming from the ground made him quiet. He took a deep breath and turn in the direction of the tremor

Oh boy!

When he realized the new existence of a horde. He exhaled and inhaled a couple of times before he could control his thumping heart.

"Get everyone here now! Prepare for battle." He shouted rushing in front of the defense formation.

His long black pole arm appeared in his arm, albeit he found his palm sweaty. He rubbed his palm on his black and gripped the polearm tightly.

Quickly, the other arrived and was stupefied by the enemies. But they recovered quickly under the continuous shout from grandpa Philip.

"I want all First Circle to hold down the Second Circle zombie while I fight the hordes." Grandpa Philip shouted.

"Merab you support me?" he added.

Howard, Jordan, and Ashlee looked at each other and were stupefied. Their first outing with this group and they encountered this. freℯ𝓌e𝚋𝐧𝘰vℯl.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Is this how they survive or was it a coincidence and their bad luck?

They put the conflict thought behind their mind and concentrate on the immediate battle. While those that were saved by Merab joined the battle.

Grandpa Philip stood in front of the formation with his back straight. His heart was racing and his muscles tightened.

'Is this how it feels to lead a fight!?' he screamed in his heart.

He fixed his gaze on the horde as they took their time to move toward their target. When the horde was only a few meters from people. One of the hordes commands the zombies in a strange language.

Immediately, the zombies picked up speed and rushed toward people. The land shook and darkness covered the sky. Only a slight illumination from the distance provided light.

Seeing the incoming zombies. Everyone held their breath, gripping their weapon tightly.

"Ready! Ready! Attack!" Grandpa Philip shouted.

Whoosh!

Ta! Ta! Ta!

The First Circle and grandpa Philip rushed toward the zombies. While the sound of bullets echoed in the air.

How!

The zombies cried in pain under the heavy assault of the bullets. Nevertheless, their speed didn't decrease.

Boom!

The two sides collided and various miserable sounds echoed under the dark sky.

Ashlee was sent flying by a powerful Second Circle zombie. She crashed into the building, blood coming out from all her major orifices.

She raised her head with some difficulty and looked at the zombie with hatred in her eyes. She forced herself to stand up and looked at the fierce battle in front of her.

Both Howard and Jordan were struggling with their opponent but when her gaze fell on Merab and Madel. Her mouth was wide open.

They fought like they weren't fighting a second circle existence. Especially Merab. She was fighting with second-circle zombies while assisting others when needed.

"Is she truly in the first Circle!" She murmured.

Bang!

She jumped to the side, avoiding the second circle zombie attack. She rushed toward the zombie and sent a powerful punch to the zombie's chest.

Bang!

The zombie took a step back and fixed it and grazed her. It made an indistinct sound and swung his sickle with great momentum.

Bang!

Ashlee tried to avoid the attack but the speed of the sickle caught her off guard.

Bang!

She flies backward and pukes out a lot of blood. Her face was ashen with a deep injury on her chest.

At the forefront of the fight, grandpa Philip was covered in blood. He didn't have a fighting chance at all under the heavy attack of the three hordes.

"Human, surrender, and we will give you an easy death." One of the zombies said in human language.

What the hell!

Grandpa Philip screamed in his heart. He took a couple of steps backward to stabilize the rebound effect from the attack.

His chest rose and fell as he fixed his gaze on the horde that spoke the human tongue.

"Y-you can speak our language?" He said with some difficulty and a red liquid flowed out from the corner of his lips.

"What do you think!?" the horde grins evilly and attacks with his large sword.

Bang!

Grandpa Philip blocked the attack with his pole arm and all the flesh on his palm was torn into pieces.

He puked out a lot of blood and his head dizzy. He staggered backward and he almost dropped his weapon.

He shook his head vehemently, trying to regain clarity but his body won't listen immediately.

Whoosh!

A deadly strike came from the other horde, aiming at grandpa Philip's neck. Though grandpa's head was fuzzy, his instinct screamed of danger.

He took a step backward while tilting his head. However, the horde seems to expect such an action from him. His long sword moves faster, following his movement.

When the sword was only a few inches from connecting to his body. A golden arrow appeared out of the blue.

Bang!

The golden arrow collided with the sword, creating a spark of bluish light. The sword deviates from its trajectory, saving grandpa Philip from his imminent death.

Gra!

"&*%&$&" The horde was furious, speaking in a foreign language.

Ah!

A miserable cry came to Merab's mouth. She stumbled back with a long sword lodging onto her back. She gnashed her teeth and avoided the follow-up attack from the zombie.

She rolled on the ground with blood gushing out from her mouth and back. She knocked her bow with a golden arrow and released it quickly.

Bang!

The second circle zombie received the hit and took a couple of steps backward. It made a loud cry and its fiery eyes burnt fiercely.

The zombie pounced on Merab aggressively, swinging its scythe for a kill. 𝗳𝙧𝐞𝚎w𝗲𝚋n𝚘𝙫𝑒𝘭.𝑐om

Huh!

Immediately, Merab got on her knee and used her bow to defend against the attack.

Bang!

Hmm

A groan came from Merab's mouth and her knee dug deeper into the road. She puked out a lot of blood and her arm trembled.

The zombie had gone berserk and swung its weapon subsequently, creating a whistling sound.

Bang! Bang!

The raging sound echoed as the two weapons hit each other. Merab's hands were trembling, her head turned fuzzy under the heavy force of the attack.

'I can't hold any longer.' She cried in her mind.

She looked at her surroundings and saw everyone on the brink of death, barely holding on to their life.

Meanwhile, a couple of seconds bought by Merab's arrow made grandpa Philip regain his clarity.

He avoided the follow-up attack from the horde and rolled on the ground dodging two swords from the other horde.

"&#%@$*@$`" One of the hordes said with annoyance.

Immediately, the three hordes surrounded grandpa Philip in a tight formation. Grandpa Philip got on his feet with the help of his polearm and looked at the tight formation around.

'What type of beings are these? Why are they fucking strong.' He cried in his heart.

His brain was racing on Mach 10, trying to find a solution to his predicament.

Whoosh!

Three attacks came from different directions in quick succession, attacking him. Grandpa Philip gripped his polearm tightly with his gruesome palm and swung it to block the incoming sword attack.

Bang!

He blocked two of the attacks and with all his strength while the last attack went straight to his tight.

Ah!

He grimaced in pain and all the ligament was broken. He stumbled to the ground, wriggling in pain. Blood gushed out of his new injury like an open dam.

'Is this where I die.' He thought in bitterness.

With the last bit of strength, he looked at the three hordes and the people fighting along and sighed in bitterness.

'I guess this is my end.' With that, he closed his eyes as he welcomed the incoming whistling sword.

Boom!

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