The Undead and Unstoppable Apocalyptic Queen novel Chapter 665

**TITLE: Kept Woman 665**
**Chapter 665: A Giant’s Roar**

The monstrous creature’s maw gaped open, wide enough to devour half of Graham’s face in a single bite.

Whoosh—

In an instant, a blade glimmered in the dim light.

A trident plunged deep into the throat of the soldier zombie, a gruesome yet effective strike.

Bang!

白

Finished.

With a swift kick, Graham sent the zombie sprawling backward, and as it fell, he thrust the trident upward with precision, splitting its skull in two.

One strike, one kill—efficient and deadly.

This was the result of countless battles, honed from the experience of eliminating tens of thousands of zombies.

Almost immediately, three or four more head-bobbing zombies lurched forward, drawn by the chaos.

Raaah—

The other operatives who had landed swiftly joined the fray, forming a tight circle of defense, all except for Theresa and Quentin, who remained back.

They moved as one cohesive unit, dispatching the lesser zombies that roamed the rooftop with practiced ease.

Graham and his companions were no novices; they were battle-hardened warriors. None among them had taken fewer than 10,000 zombie lives.

After four grueling years in this relentless apocalypse, they had liberated Ansford, Branford, and Crestmont, ridding the world of over three million undead through sheer skill and tenacity.

And critically, they had done it all without relying on any supernatural powers—just raw, physical combat.

In a mere ten minutes, they had cleared out seventy to eighty scattered zombies below, leaving nothing but silence in their wake.

Calvin, still perched above, gaped in disbelief at their remarkable professionalism.

Holy crap—they really are that strong?

While they hadn’t officially descended into the underground area yet, he knew these were merely low-level zombies.

I’ve been here countless times before, battling these low-level zombies over and over.

Every single encounter had left me drained, terrified, and fighting with every ounce of strength just to survive.

But the man standing before me… he operates on an entirely different level. He’s too powerful.

Just then—Roar!

The ground trembled beneath him as if responding to a primal call.

A colossal zombie appeared, seemingly conjured from the shadows of the earth itself.

With each thunderous step it took, the very ground quaked in protest.

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