Apocalypse: Transmigrated with an Overlord System
Chapter 112: The Night We Almost Lost Everything (03)

Chapter 112: Chapter 112: The Night We Almost Lost Everything (03)

The atmosphere broke apart in an instant.

The ground beneath her, the same ground where her friends had fallen, where their warm blood had soaked into the cracks, suddenly turned darker. It was not normal darkness, it spread like thick black liquid, leaking across the earth in every direction.

From that blackened earth, the shadows began to rise. First one... then another... then a dozen... then hundreds.

They were not bodies. They were like torn pieces of souls, broken and shapeless, crawling their way up from the dark. They twisted and clawed their way into the air, and even though they had no faces, no voices, they screamed in silence. It was the sound of all the death Liora had carried inside her, now pouring out into the world.

Her chest heaved painfully, every breath feeling like it tore her lungs apart. Her arms hung heavy at her sides, too broken to even lift properly. Her knees shook with each movement. Her body, which was covered in blood—some hers, some not—seemed ready to fall apart any second.

Yet still, she stood.

The shadows gathered around her, circling like loyal soldiers waiting for her command.

Liora lifted her trembling hand, her fingers barely able to move. Tears blurred her vision. Her throat burned from screaming earlier, from crying for friends who would never answer again. Blood dripped down her chin, but she did not care. Pain was all she could feel. Pain and rage.

She opened her mouth, and her voice, which was hoarse from all the crying, managed a single word—

"Attack."

The shadows moved the instant they heard her. Like a black storm, they surged forward with a roar that tore through the night. The ground shook. The air shivered. The sky itself seemed to pull away in fear.

The terrifying zombie, who was still stained with her friends’ blood, barely had time to react. It turned its ugly face toward the sound, but it was already too late.

The shadows hit it like a crashing wave. They clawed at its flesh, ripped at its bones, and swallowed it whole. The zombie roared and thrashed, but every attack it threw was useless. Its hands swung through the shadows like swinging at smoke. The shadows broke apart when struck, but only for a moment—then they reformed like nothing happened.

Piece by piece, the zombie was torn apart.

It screamed. It fought, but alas, it failed.

The world spun around her. And then, everything went black.

Liora finally lost her will.

Liora’s body hit the ground with a heavy thud, kicking up a cloud of dust around her. A strange smile appeared on her face, twisted with pain and sorrow. Even though her eyes were full of sadness, the eerie smile did not fade. The dust clung to her blood-soaked skin, and slowly, her body went still. Liora lost her consciousness just as the angry shriek of the zombie echoed through the air.

The zombie struggled in rage. It was attacked by hundreds of shadows at once. Even though it was powerful, it could not fight against so many at the same time. No matter how hard it tried, its attacks were useless. Every time it slashed or struck, the shadows would scatter like smoke, then pull themselves together again as if nothing had happened.

The zombie thrashed and howled, but it was useless. The shadows tore into it from every side, ripping it apart piece by piece. It could not even figure out how to defend itself. Soon, the zombie was swallowed completely by the dark crowd. When it finally fell, not even a single bone was left behind.

As soon as the zombie died, the shadows started disappearing one by one. A deathly silence fell over the battlefield. Where the monster once stood, now there was only a pool of thick black blood, slowly sinking into the cracked ground.

The dust in the air began to settle, and the broken bodies of the survivors became visible. Eli stared at everything with wide, stunned eyes. He could not believe what he had just seen.

He looked at Liora’s fallen body, lying in the dirt and blood. His heart clenched painfully. The move Liora had used... how could she do it? It was something even the strongest awakened needed months, maybe years, to pull off. It needed so much energy that it could destroy a person’s body completely. Yet she had done it, even though she had awakened her power only a few days ago.

Eli stood frozen, his mind blank. He only snapped out of it when the last of the shadows faded into nothing. His eyes darted back to Liora, and a broken sob escaped his throat.

Liora was almost unrecognizable. Blood covered her from head to toe. Her face was battered and bruised, so much that he could barely see her features anymore. Her breathing was so faint it was almost gone. If someone did not help her soon, she would surely die.

Fear gripped Eli’s heart tighter than ever before. Desperate, he tried to force the window of the broken vehicle open, slamming his fists against it, even trying to break the glass with his elbow. He had to get out. He had to help her.

But just as he struggled, a sudden chill went through him. He froze, feeling a familiar presence he never thought he would sense so soon. His breath caught in his throat.

No... no... it could not be him... It had only been days since he arrived here... How could he be here already?

He turned his head slowly, heart hammering in his chest.

Standing not far from him, against the broken sky, was a tall figure. The man’s deep blue eyes locked onto Eli’s. Eyes that were the same shade as his, yet sharper, deeper, colder... and somehow, gentler too.

Eli stared at the man, tears pooling in his eyes. His lips trembled as he whispered, almost too softly to hear.

"Daddy..."

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