I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 1425 - 1420: Are You Very Hungry?

Chapter 1425: Chapter 1420: Are You Very Hungry?

Every high-level zombie possesses varying degrees of contaminating abilities, and the contamination power at the Zombie King level is extremely terrifying. The abilities of a Level 9 such as Them make it impossible for any being of Level 8 or below to kill Them!

However, when it comes to the contaminating abilities of the Six Zombie Kings, Kamutos’s power is simply monstrous among Zombie Kings! Nothing can survive near it, be it living beings or zombies. Once anything gets close, it is disintegrated into a pile of white ash by the terrifying electrical arcs!

Even Ryle, who is also a Zombie King, feels powerless in the face of such formidable contamination power.

But he’s not a stubborn zombie; he knows when to give up.

"Agreeing to that guy was a wrong choice; I don’t want to waste too much food."

Muttering this to himself, Ryle raised his cane and then let it fall. With that movement, his body relaxed, and without his support, the surrounding walls were instantly blasted into ash by the dense electrical arcs! The next second, Ryle was engulfed in countless golden arcs!

Boom!

The ground exploded, and a cloud of dust obscured the entire sky so thoroughly that not a sliver of light could penetrate!

And this fellow Zombie King, like a meteor smashing into the ground from high above, soon stood up, his clothes all gone except for the cane in his hand, stark naked. Most of his exposed body began to zombify but quickly shifted back toward a normal human skin tone. He looked disheveled, but there wasn’t a hint of embarrassment on his face, only a look of regret.

"This outfit... it took me so long to find..."

"Hey, you can’t be comfortable being all naked like this, right?" said a person sitting behind a mirror who saw Ryle in such a state, unable to help but speak.

He had known this Zombie King for quite some time. The other party had strong learning abilities, and he believed Ryle must have picked up some Chinese.

However, after speaking, he felt a significant push on his back, but he quickly steadied himself. At his level, he could gauge the extent of damage to an object just by feeling.

As expected, the mirror was not damaged; it was just that the force was too strong, leaving some dents in the wooden frame.

Despite the wildly chaotic electrical arcs filling the entire space, which possessed terrifying power, they had no effect on the mirror, making him look quite relaxed.

"As much as it’s indecent, but just standing there watching isn’t quite supportive of me as a friend."

"Looking at our interests, I can’t help you. You should think about how to deal with this guy first," said the person behind the mirror, his tone quite indifferent.

"Fine, they say humans are sentimental, but I’m starting to doubt if you’re even human."

"Sorry, I don’t think I am human."

"Uh... I’m not quite following, forgive me for not being very proficient in Chinese... But from your perspective, I’m curious, how do you define yourself? What exactly are you, if not human nor zombie?"

Ryle’s words carried a hint of mockery, and when the man behind the mirror heard this, his eyes immediately turned cold, and his heart fluttered—not because of long-suppressed emotions suddenly rippling, but out of anger!

He felt his dignity insulted!

Not human nor zombie? Then what?

He hated his former identity, hated that race, he and that race were irreconcilable! Perhaps one day he would change due to some events, but until that day came, he would do everything in his power to ring the death knell for all of humanity!

He couldn’t forget that day, one body among the piles of corpses in front of him, and the description of a passer-by!

Ryle’s lips curled into a bizarre smile, and with a wave of his cane, the strange scent that had been slowly dissipating in the air suddenly intensified!

The dense electrical arcs coming at him mostly turned into wisp after wisp of black smoke, and the white-veiled sky faintly glowed red!

"Buddy, you should stop, there’s no need for this."

His thoughts spread outwards, and Ryle had no idea if the other party could receive them.

Unexpectedly, a few seconds after the thought was sent out, the violent golden lightning seemed to calm down a bit, and at the same time, Ryle received a blurry message.

"Eat... eat... you all... eat... what?"

Ryle was momentarily taken aback. This jumbled thought was likely sent by Kamutos, but the message was complex and carried a primitive desire.

"You should talk to that one; it’s not me who’s looking for you, it’s him."

The gold light sphere in the distance began to condense, eventually taking on an irregular shape, and the wildly flashing golden arcs substantially dissipated, revealing the sky’s original color, although it was a blurry white. If one were only to see photos or videos, the orb might seem like a natural phenomenon, but standing before It, one could feel the endless desire for destruction and intense malice emanating from the orb!

"Eat... I want to eat... you are... what I will eat... it’s been so long since I’ve seen you... eat..."

The person accompanying Ryle emerged from behind the mirror, looking toward the orb. Devoid of the mirror’s protection, his clothes dissolved into white sand that fell to the ground. He said nothing, merely observing the orb, apparently quite satisfied with it.

He kept his gaze on the orb, and there was no activity for a long while. Both enigmatic beings silently stared at each other. Meanwhile, Ryle buried himself in the white sand, using his hands as a pillow for his head, appearing as though he was basking in the sun. Perhaps he’s the most interesting Level 9 king-level creature in the world, as well as the most fascinating Zombie King. Compared to his peers, he seemed to understand how to enjoy life more than humans.

Of course, while he was "sunbathing," he was also up to some minor antics, like turning the white sand black, but once deprived of his power, the contaminated black sand rapidly turned into even finer white sand. He did this tirelessly, always wondering if there would be a moment when he could find a unique grain of sand from the rest?

His very existence was a product of too many coincidences; perhaps some of the specimens he had killed would have grown to sit at his level today, becoming a Zombie King just like himself...

After a while, he felt an extremely unstable emotional fluctuation from the orb, prompting him to remind the person afar.

"Hey, you might want to find a topic for your new friend; otherwise, you’ll end up with one more enemy."

That person didn’t look at him, acknowledging him silently. Soon after, he sent a thought to the other side using zombified brain waves. Ryle, sensing something, looked towards the orb, expecting a reaction.

"You must be very hungry, aren’t you?"

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