The Undead and Unstoppable Apocalyptic Queen novel Chapter 691

**TITLE: Kept Woman 691**
**Chapter 691: Falling Piece by Piece**

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It was over.

Theron’s body tightened, every sinew coiling as he braced against the shockwave of the impact. The earth beneath him remained steadfast, unyielding to the chaos unfolding around him.

He stood resolute, a living monument to defiance, transforming himself into an instrument of destruction.

“Heat-Weapon Boost!” he commanded, channeling the full extent of his formidable power. His mutant ability, a unique manipulation of metal, particularly thrived on heat, amplifying the lethality of his weapons.

Bang! The weapon erupted with a force akin to a miniature missile, a brilliant explosion that lit up the battlefield. Under normal circumstances, such a display would have obliterated any ordinary zombies in its path. Yet, this time was different.

“Awooo!” A handful of zombies surged through the hailstorm of bullets, their grotesque forms barely fazed. The bullets merely left superficial marks upon their decaying flesh.

These were no ordinary zombies; they were enhanced, their physical prowess far above what Theron had encountered before.

In the blink of an eye, the high-level zombies lunged forward, their rotting jaws agape, intent on devouring Theron whole.

Just then, an Aeroshield materialized around him, shimmering with protective energy. Theresa, with a swift motion, seized Theron by the arm and hurled him towards the waiting helicopter.

“Fall back!” she bellowed, her voice cutting through the chaos. “Everyone, fall back!”

The soldiers stationed on the elevated platforms hesitated for a fleeting moment, uncertainty flashing in their eyes, before they scrambled to retreat.

Rat-tat-tat-tat! Rat-tat-tat!

Alliance helicopters roared overhead, their engines thundering like a war drum, providing crucial cover.

Lucas’ squad unleashed a relentless barrage from the sky while orchestrating the evacuation. Over five hundred soldiers streamed back, seeking refuge under the heavy onslaught of fire.

Once everyone was safely aboard, the rear defensive gate finally succumbed to the relentless wave of zombies.

Like a monstrous tide, millions of zombies surged forward, an unyielding force that threatened to engulf everything in their path.

Theresa was the last to ascend, gripping the rope ladder tightly as the helicopter began to rise.

Beneath her, the zombies leapt like fish caught in a torrent, each bound more desperate than the last.

One particularly powerful zombie used the skulls of its fallen brethren as makeshift stepping stones, launching itself upwards like a deadly arrow.

Screee!

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