Chapter 429 They're Coming Again
In just one day, the most powerful factions in Starlight City were all attacked by zombie hordes.
Steven's side was the least affected.
There were no casualties.
After all, they had fewer people and didn't need to protect ordinary team members.
And with their powerful firepower, killing those zombies was no problem at all.
The other factions weren't so lucky.
They lost some members to varying degrees.
Especially the Snowfall Cult, which, according to later statistics, lost over a thousand people to the zombies in just this wave!
More than 800 people were bitten or scratched by zombies. Those people were detained, the cell doors locked, and two powerful Psychics were assigned to guard them.
They were afraid these people might turn into zombies.
The next day, the uneasy factions began to communicate with each other.
Steven called his old classmate Sebastian to ask about the situation.
"What? You guys got hit by zombies too? We ran into 'em yesterday—lost over a hundred people! Where the hell did these freakin' zombies come from? Is this some kind of biohazard nightmare?"
Hearing that Frostwood Base got hit by zombies too, Steven felt a bit of relief. At least it wasn't just them being targeted.
"No one knows for sure. These zombies are freaky—you can't take 'em out by chopping off their heads, and it feels like someone's pulling the strings behind the scenes." Steven frowned. "But hearing you say that, this is way bigger than I thought. We're miles apart, yet both of us got hit. If someone's controlling these zombie swarms, it's gotta be more than one person behind this."
Sebastian's frown deepened as he rubbed his temples.
were attacked by zombies too? We encountered them yesterday and lost over a hundred people!"
"Where the hell did these damn zombies come from? Is this a biohazard outbreak?"
Hearing that Frostwood Base was also attacked by zombies, Steven felt somewhat relieved.
At least it confirmed that this wasn't an attack specifically targeting them.
"No one can say for sure. These zombies are strange; you can't kill them by cutting off their heads, and it seems like someone is controlling them from behind."
Steven frowned and said, "But hearing you say that, I feel like this is a bigger problem."
"We're so far apart, yet both of us were attacked by zombies."
"If someone can command the zombie hordes, it can't be just one person!"
Sebastian frowned deeply and rubbed his temples.
"Are you saying there's a terrifying force in Starlight City that can control the zombie hordes? But… if that's true, wouldn't they be unstoppable? Starlight City's already lost over ten million people! Just the dead bodies alone could bury us! Take your shelter, for instance. No matter how tough it is, it can't handle getting swarmed by corpses every damn day!" Sebastian said.
His words hit home—Steven had been thinking the same thing.
The unknown enemy is always the most terrifying.
And Steven knew nothing about the zombies or the possible controllers behind them.
"Let's see how things develop! Also, contact the other factions to see if they're experiencing the same situation."
Actually, Steven and Sebastian didn't need to take the initiative.
The other three factions had the same idea.
They even suspected that the zombie horde was being controlled by another faction.
After exchanging information, they found out that everyone was facing the same situation.
Considering that if someone could control such a large-scale zombie horde, the Five Armies Battle wouldn't have turned out the way it did.
They reached a consensus that the zombie horde spread throughout Starlight City was definitely caused by a sixth underground force!
It was definitely not a simple biohazard.
After confirming that none of the five factions were behind this, they realized they could only rely on themselves.
After all, the relationships between the five factions were not cooperative; there were even many grudges.
Even if they cooperated, it wouldn't mean much.
First off, nobody had the full picture.
Second, even if someone did have intel on the zombie swarm, they'd keep it to themselves.
Right now, everyone's just looking out for number one, hoping to ride out the zombie wave.
And if the other factions get wiped out by the undead? Bonus.
Steven was the most relaxed.
They faced the least pressure, and their shelter was sturdy enough to withstand zombie attacks.
However, there was a concern among the people in the shelter.
This time, it was a few thousand zombies attacking together.
What about next time?
Would it be tens of thousands?
Starlight City had lost over ten million people, nearly twenty million.
If they all turned into zombies, even with the shelter, Steven and the others wouldn't be able to hold out.
"We can only see how things develop for now!" Steven thought to himself.
However, on the very next day, the zombie horde appeared outside the shelter again.
Steven sighed, "Let's go!"
He, Henry, and Earl put on their combat suits and left the shelter to prepare for battle.
Fluffy was brought along this time.
But Steven repeatedly warned not to bite the zombies to avoid poisoning and infection.
Fluffy nodded understandingly.
The four people and one beast left the shelter and began to clear out this wave of zombies.
With the experience from last time, Henry and Lily didn't impulsively charge in.
Lily and Fluffy were responsible for clearing the approaching zombies.
Earl used ice and snow to restrict the zombies' movements.
Steven and Henry used flamethrowers to attack the zombie horde.
"Blowing snow!"
Earl raised his hands, and a large Frost Blizzard Fury covered thousands of zombies!
Although it didn't cause much damage, the coverage was huge.
After chatting with Steven earlier, Earl had realized the correct way to use his Supernatural ability.
Sure enough, after being enveloped by the blizzard, the zombies' movements slowed down, and they even seemed disoriented.
Steven's eyes narrowed. "Just as I thought, there's a controller among these zombies. Once their vision is obscured, the zombies lose their direction."
Henry was already holding the flamethrower, starting a constant roast!
The fire covered a group of zombies, quickly turning them into roasted meat.
Steven moved to the side, and he and Henry cross-fired the zombies.
The effect of this crossfire was very evident, quickly igniting a massive blaze within the zombie horde!
The zombies, burned by the flames, let out eerie screams and quickly lost their mobility.
Behind the shelter's glass, Elinor held a notebook, taking serious notes.
"It seems my guess was correct! The virus inside the zombies prefers cold and fears heat. When exposed to high temperatures, it loses its activity, causing the zombies to lose mobility."
Today's zombie horde retreated after losing half their numbers.
Steven and the others pursued them, but the zombies cleverly scattered in different directions.
Their speed was so fast that even if they killed a few hundred, many would still escape.
So, today's outcome was a repeat of yesterday's: they killed some, and some escaped.
"Something feels off," Steven muttered, his brow furrowing as a knot of unease tightened in his gut.
Sure, they'd handled the zombie swarm without much trouble today, but a few had slipped through the cracks.
There was something… off about it, something he couldn't put his finger on.
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