"System any skills available for me?" Zakar muttered as he stared at the Zombie clutched its abdomen in pain.
[Initializing Skills Tab]
[Devil Wrathing (B rank)]
[Shape shifting (C rank)] ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novel·fıre·net
'Hmm. What would go? All these wouldn't have great effect on this Zombie. Camouflaging would be useless as it plays no significant role without the aid of weapons. Devil Wrathing seems powerful but not what I intend using. I need weapons.' he thought with finality.
[Processing Available Weapons.]
>>Claw of Jaguar Beast (C rank) 320,000 coins
>>Tyrann Sword (B rank) 490,000 coins
>>Oven Dagger (C rank) 380,000 coins
>>Metal Ice Hammer( B rank) 960,000 coins
>>Dome Bow(A rank) 790,000 coins
'Fuck. All these weapons are too expensive. System how much do I have left?'
[Available Points: 150,000 coins]
"Gosh!" he cursed and looked at the Zombie sprawled beside him. He had let it with enough time to recover from his attacks. It would be up in a matter of minutes again. He had to weaponize and gear up.
'System can I get a loan from you?'
[Possibly yes but with a 30% interest.]
"Thirty percent!!!!" he exclaimed in shock. Why was his system this greedy? At thirty percent interest he was paying up nearly half the principal.
Zakar turned sharply and noticed that the Zombie had gotten up. Its intestines were sweeping against the floor.
"System lend me eight hundred thousand coins and purchase the Tyrann Sword for me."
[Debt Incurred five hundred and twenty thousand (520,000) coins.]
Suddenly shinny blue weapon materialised in his hands. A long sword that weighed more than most weights lifted by those popular weight lifters. The fact that he was a B rank was the only luck he had as he could lift it easily.
The Zombie charged at him with an unnatural speed despite being a Zombie and coupled with its leaking intestines.
His eyes sharpened and he dashed towards it with an accurate speed. Then he slashed his sword twice, imitating an X format on the Zombie as he dashed past it.
The Zombie roared loudly and turned to look at Zakar before its two arms fell to the floor. Green blood splattered across the ground and Zakar stared at it disgusted by the sight.
It dived forward again this time it cared less for its body. It landed its foot right against Zakars face before forcing him to slam against the wall in pain.
"Garhh!! Roar!!!" the Zombie squinted in anger and slammed its foot against Zakar but he slipped away so swiftly that it was hard to tell his movement.
He then slammed his sword against its left leg, striking it off balance. Its femur protruded out and the it didn't look white or red like a normal human's. It glowed green.
"Fuck. I just have to strike its head. At least from all fantasy books I've read, zombies die from fractures on the head. I guess that should work on this." he muttered and slammed his sword hard against the head of the Zombie.
The sheer force blinded the scene with the dust particles that circulated in the dusty abandoned church building.
Zakar smiled and pulled out just before he started to cough loudly. He was allergic to dust and smoke and he hated them more than his enemies.
"Damn. That was close!"
The dust cleared up partially and from the rear he could still see the shadow of the Zombie still standing at the spot where he had let it. He had expected it to fall flat dead but that didn't seem to be happening.
The dust cleared away completely and he was stunned to see the Zombie standing upright with its head intact. It only had a scratch on its head that leaked out green blood.
"Fuck. How is that possible? I used a B rank weapon against this thing. How come it isn't responding as I thought it would? It's not a B rank? It's just a C rank that would not just stay dead."
He swung his sword and charged at the Zombie as it dashed towards him. Zakar's speed was extreme and he moved like a wave of light.
"Well if my sword could not kill you and take your damn head off then I'll simply take off your limbs then!!!!" he exclaimed as he waved past the Zombie in a horrifying speed.
He sliced through its body and stopped beside it. His sword drenched in the zombie's blood. Green sticky liquid that was as slimy as jelly.
"Roar!!! Roar!!!" the Zombie roared in pain and agony. Zakar smiled and he turned back to see its limbs fall to the ground and its blood splattered.
"Roar!!! Roar!!! Roar!!!"
It cried in pain and Zakar couldn't help but smirk. Then his gaze shifted outside. He had only faced a distraction and not the boss.
"How much time do I have left?" Zakar muttered.
[3 hours, 49 minutes,16 seconds]
"Not much of a time." he muttered and exhaled heavily. Only then did he notice that he had not breathed since he stepped into this quest. He felt a bit relieved.
But that didn't last long enough for him to breath again. He heard a loud rattling and then followed by more of its kind.
"What the..." he muttered as he looked around to notice that he was surrounded. By what?
He was surrounded by Dragon Zombies. Not two, not three, not four but a horde. Like an army summoned by...
"I should have known. Those roars of that thing was nothing but a reinforcement."
"Guess I will have to spend a fraction of my time dealing with these." he muttered and sighed.