The Undead and Unstoppable Apocalyptic Queen novel Chapter 676

**Chapter 676: Things Got Worse**

The limits of abilities rooted in biology, such as speed and strength, were inherently constrained. Unlike the more versatile elemental powers, these abilities did not scale dramatically; each advancement merely nudged the threshold upwards.

In the realm of peak-level ability users, Theresa stood unmatched. Yet, when she measured herself against a Level 6 Strength-type zombie, the disparity was not as vast as one might assume. Yes, she was formidable, but her strength was only about five times that of a typical Level 6 zombie, not hundreds of times greater as she had once hoped.

After assessing the capabilities of the approaching zombies, a sense of relief began to wash over Theresa, momentarily easing the tension in her shoulders. But just as she was about to exhale, a monumental force surged towards her, shattering her brief moment of respite.

Thud!

The earth-shattering roar reverberated through the air, rattling the steel plate she was desperately bracing against. It felt as if a massive war machine had collided with it. The door, which she clutched with all her might, cracked open slightly, and an avalanche of zombie torsos and cores spilled forth like a torrent of sugarcane juice, threatening to engulf her.

This overwhelming force…

“Damn it! There are six Level 6 Strength-type zombies!” Theresa’s eyes widened in horror and disbelief, her grip tightening around the door as her muscles strained against the pressure.

From the depths of the tunnel behind her, six hulking Level 6 Strength-type zombies charged forward, their grotesque forms silhouetted against the dim light. She couldn’t fathom what kind of cursed land could produce so many high-level zombies at once.

Rumble! Rumble!

The steel plate before her trembled violently with each assault, the force sending more zombie torsos careening into the air, like leaves caught in a tempest.

“How much longer are you going to take?” Theresa shouted, her voice laced with urgency and frustration, the sound barely cutting through the cacophony of chaos.

Behind her, Kyle and the others responded with strained voices, “The soil layer is different! We need at least another half hour!”

“Speed it up! I’ll hold it!” Theresa gritted her teeth, determination flashing in her eyes as she braced herself against the dangerously swaying steel plate.

The relentless impact of the Level 6 zombies was a test of her endurance, the massive steel plate barely holding against the onslaught.

A cold glimmer ignited in Theresa’s eyes, a fierce resolve hardening her heart. She was prepared to hold the line for as long as she could. When the moment came that she could no longer bear it, she would unleash her fury.

One minute…

Five minutes…

Ten minutes…

Fifteen minutes…

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