Rise of the Strongest War God-Chapter 22: Wipeout!

Crack! Crack!

Just as Luke was about to kill the first zombie, he heard some faint cracking sounds from the center of the gate and his expression changed.

'Damn it. The lock is about to break.' He cursed and his previous leisurely actions became hurried.

Slash!

With a downward slash, he cut open a zombie's head in two.

[You gain a level 4 zombie's soul power. Mana +1]

Before attacking another zombie, he turned his head back and shouted, "Lori, you hide yourself somewhere nearby! You can come out after I kill them."

Although Lori didn't understand why he was suddenly asking her this, but she didn't question him. She walked behind a wall a few tens meters away and watched him fight.

Slash! Slash! Slash!

Luke continued to brandish his sword and cleaving the zombie heads in two.

In just thirty seconds later, he had killed over 20 zombies. His breathing, however, was still normal because among these 20 zombies he killed, there were five level 5 or 6 that gave him 3 stamina points and a few other points.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

He continued to move around, killing one after another zombie, when suddenly,

Clang! 𝘣𝑒𝑑𝘯𝘰𝘷𝑒𝘭．𝑜𝘳𝘨

A muscular zombie, which was at the back of the horde previously arrived next to the gate and punched it.

The bar on which its punched landed was deformed and the entire gate trembled.

"Ah! So strong!" Lori gasped when she saw this from her hiding spot and became worried.

Luke, however, revealed an excited smile when he saw this and murmured, "Finally, another high level one."

After glancing at the still alive zombies which were only 6 now, he moved in front of the hulking zombie.

Grawr!

It snarled at Luke and raised its fist.

Seeing this, Luke moved to the side. He wanted to lure it away so it won't hit the already deformed bar, which would cause the gate to break quickly.

Unfortunately, unlike the other zombies that always charged at him, it only looked at him without moving, then threw its raised fist on the deformed bar.

Clang!

Crash!

The bar broke off from the gate's frame and flew away before crashing to the ground.

Seeing this, Luke's expression stiffened before he cursed, "Fuck! It's the same as that level 8 zombie and has developed some intelligence."

Whoosh!

He immediately returned in front of the opening on the gate and slashed at the hulking zombie, which was trying to force its way out.

Clang!

The sword landed perfectly at the centre of its head, but… it left only a small cut.

However, Luke wasn't surprised by this because he knew this zombie was a strength type and this type of zombies were known for their immense physical strength and strong physical defence. However, they also have a weakness which was their slow speed.

Almost the opposite of the strength type zombies were the agility type ones. Their agility was many times higher than the others of the same level, but their defence was severely lacking. Of course, this was only when compared to strength type ones. The level 8 zombie he had killed previously was an agility type one.

There were other types, too. Such as those that could use magic attacks. People called them mage type zombies.

Grawr!

The strength zombie growled in anger and started using more strength to break out of the gate.

Seeing this, Luke smirked. "Let's see just how strong your defence is."

Saying this, he activated his [Berserk] skill, grabbed the sword with both hands, raised it high in the air and slashed down with all high might at its head.

Shoo!

The sword whistled down and when it landed on the target, it easily cut open the skin and struck heavily against the skull.

Crack~

Although the skull wasn't cut in two, there was a faint cracking sound. When Luke heard this, he smiled and raised his sword in the air to strike again.

Grawr!

Crack! Crack!

However, after getting damage to its skull, the zombie became frenzied. It growled loudly, forcefully widened the opening and charged at Luke, throwing a punch at his face.

Luke, however, didn't try to evade. Adjusting the aim to where he had struck before, he brought his sword down.

Shoo!

Crack!

This time, the sword cracked its thick skull and continued downward, reaching until its neck, completely cleaving the head in two parts.

Splash!

Zombie's brain matter and blood splashed around, some even falling on Luke's face.

The fist that was travelling toward his face lost its momentum and stopped before reaching the intended target. The next moment, the zombie fell limply to the ground, dead.

[You gain level 8 zombie's soul power. Strength +3, Intelligence +1]

[You've levelled up to the level 6. You gain two status points to distribute freely.]

Hearing the announcement, a smile appeared on Luke's face.

However, he couldn't relax because the other five zombies were started to pour out of the opening. Fortunately, none of them seemed as troublesome as the two level 8s.

"Let's get this over with now." Taking a deep breath, Luke moved from one zombie to another, sending their heads flying.

Swoosh!

When he stopped, only he was standing. All over him were lying the corpses of over fifty zombies.

Huff! Huff! Huff!

After he deactivated his skill and his body went into the state of rest, he started sweating buckets and gasping for air. His legs trembled, and he fell down to the ground. His stamina was completely exhausted.

Seeing this, Lori ran out of her hiding spot and arrived beside him.

She squatted down, gently lifted his head and put it on her lap before asking in a worried tone, "Are you alright?"

Luke didn't respond to her. His eyes remained tightly shut as he continued to heave deep, forceful breaths.

Lori was worried, but there was nothing she could do but wait. Fortunately, all the zombies were cleared and they could afford to stay in the open.

She glanced at all the zombie corpses and then Luke and sighed, her expression hardening.

Only if she was also an evolver, Luke might not have to push himself so hard.

'I'll have to become an evolver no matter what.' She thought, her eyes flashing with determination.

It took ten minutes before Luke's breathing became normal, and he opened his eyes.

Seeing this, Lori asked, "Are you alright?"

"Yeah. I'm alright." He nodded and then slowly stood up.

Glancing at all the zombie corpses, his eyes glowed brightly, and a smile appeared on his face. "Let's check our harvest, shall we?"