Webnovel Author In The Apocalypse World-Chapter 403: The Power Ranger Zombies’ Mission

But even after turning, they hadn't forgotten their mission.

Somehow, they had traveled back in time to this moment, continuing their task in zombie form!

The more he thought about it, the more moved he became.

Such unwavering determination!

Such admirable willpower!

Such legendary heroes worthy of being recorded in history!

...Cough.

No.

He quickly realized his imagination had gone too far.

Although there were indeed eight zombies, they looked nothing like them.

He and his teammates were rugged men with dark brown skin, hardened by countless battles—clearly seasoned warriors.

Meanwhile, these eight zombies… Forget about their builds, which looked like they had lived a life of indulgence.

Just their hair alone—each one had their hair dyed in different bright colors, forming a walking rainbow team.

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Oh, looking closely, it really was a rainbow color scheme—just with an extra black.

Moreover, these eight zombies' abilities were completely different from their own.

The eight zombies displayed no coordination or teamwork.

They didn't dodge or take any defensive maneuvers.

They just charged straight toward the massive horde of zombies!

And yet, no matter how many abilities or claw attacks the enemy zombies threw at them, every single attack was blocked half a meter away from these eight zombies.

As if there was an invisible barrier protecting them!

The human ability users' eyes lit up with excitement at the sight.

What kind of powerful treasure was this?!

It could block so many zombie attacks, including those from Level 4 zombies!

If only they had something like that...

The power ranger gang were completely unfazed by this phenomenon as they continuing forward without hesitation, their steps unwavering.

Under the tense gazes of the human ability users, the eight zombies moved in perfect sync.

Their formation shifted, and the black-haired zombie seized the opportunity to lunge at a Level 4 zombie.

Before the eyes of the eight humans and the countless other zombies present, the black-haired zombie vanished!

And the Level 4 zombie it had grabbed onto disappeared along with it!

The human ability users were so shocked they almost lost control of their breathing.

That would have been disastrous in the middle of this zombie horde.

Before they could question their eyesight, the black-haired zombie reappeared.

However, the Level 4 zombie it had taken did not return.

In just the blink of an eye, a genuine Level 4 zombie was gone.

Even if all eight of them ganged up on a Level 4 zombie, they would still need a considerable amount of time to take it down, wouldn't they?

Just what the hell were these strange zombies?!

Then, the same thing happened again.

Under the cover of the power ranger gang zombies, the black-haired zombie captured one Level 4 zombie after another.

Now, the human ability users understood why there was chaos in the zombie horde's center.

Of course, there would be chaos!

Even the Zombie King and all the other Level 4 zombies were being snatched away, yet the remaining zombies were completely powerless to stop it.

They couldn't hit their attackers, couldn't dodge, couldn't fight back—how could they not be restless and agitated?

When the last Level 4 zombie was taken, the black-haired zombie did not return for a long time.

Only the seven power ranger gang zombies remained and standing motionless as if they were nothing more than wooden stakes.

They paid no attention to the attacks from other zombies, simply waiting within their transparent shell.

As if...

They were awaiting some kind of command.

The eight human ability users exchanged glances.

Even as experienced fighters, none of them knew how to handle the situation before them.

The Zombie King they had been sent to hunt had been taken away by what seemed to be a group of "friendly zombies."

Now where were they supposed to go to find it?

Or perhaps...

Had they just stumbled upon an act of rebellion within the zombie ranks?

Had these power ranger zombies eliminated the previous Zombie King, meaning the next Zombie King would emerge from among them?

In that case...

Should they wait?

Should they hold off on making a move until the new Zombie King appeared?

With this thought in mind, none of the human ability users suggested leaving.

Their eyes stayed locked onto the power ranger zombies.

The moment one of them showed signs of evolving into the Zombie King—that would be their signal to strike!

The atmosphere became eerily silent.

Only the repeated sounds of Level 3 zombies attacking the power ranger gang zombies occasionally broke the stillness.

Then, at a certain moment—

All noise ceased.

It was as if someone had pressed the pause button on the entire zombie horde.

Those that had been swaying and growling instinctively suddenly stopped.

Those that had been attacking the power ranger gang zombies froze in place.

Some had their hands still raised mid-strike, suspended in the air.

Others, mid-leap, stiffened abruptly and crashed heavily to the ground.

It was as if...

Something in the air had snapped.

The eight human ability users felt their hair stand on end, and without a second thought, they frantically retreated!

"Quick! Get out of here now!"

At this moment, none of them cared about concealing their presence.

They unleashed their full speed and sprinting toward the edge of the zombie horde.

Each of them knew that if anyone slowed down, death would be the only outcome.

The human ability users barely managed to escape the center of the zombie horde.

Around them were only scattered, low-level zombies—mere Level 1 ones that posed no real threat.

Before they could even catch their breath, the zombies began to move again.

They resumed their sluggish, uncoordinated motions, their murky eyes still unfocused.

They staggered forward, occasionally letting out guttural growls, but they no longer displayed the single-minded determination they had before.

Now that they could no longer sense the presence of a living human, the zombies were like an audience leaving after a movie ended—bored, dispersing in all directions.

The human ability users watched this scene unfold and their pupils filled with confusion.