My Ten Wives and Ten Rings in the Apocalypse

'Company!'

The few remaining brave people widened their eyes and looked at their surroundings for any company. But they found none. They looked at each other's faces but dared not voice out their thoughts.

'Is it possible for the leader to be hallucinating!?' They thought, yet, they surveyed the surroundings.

After a couple of seconds, they wanted to relax when they discovered no enemies. Suddenly, a loud zombie cry came from their back and the weather changed.

A strong tide of wind blew fiercely on the street destroying everything on its path. Metals, glasses, and other debris were carried up into the sky. The light illumination provided by the sun was covered by a black cloud.

A stream of hordes matched toward Justin and its group with crude weapons raised in the sky. Their dark redden eyes rolled in their socket. While the strong tide of wind did not affect them.

But this could not be said against Justin's group. The men find it difficult to maintain their stance. Veins protruding from their foreheads with their teeth clenched.

Watching the incoming steam of zombies frightened them. They were less than ten in number and added to the strong wind. It could be seen that they are in for it.

Sweats drip from their foreheads, and their hearts palpitate. When Justin told them to brace themselves for the sudden enemy. They thought he may have made a mistake. But now…

"Go for the heart and then the throat. You get it?" Justin's loud voice echoed in their ears.

"Yes." The men shouted. Though they didn't understand what he meant by going for their heart and then throat. Yet, yes was the best answer they could come up with.

"Leave the strong one for me. Try to kill as many as possible. This is your chance to level up."

"Charge!" Justin commanded.

The strong whirlwind assaulted their faces but they pushed forward with everything they got. The roaring sound of weapons colliding together reverberated through the wind storm.

Justin picked a metal pipe from the street side and rushed into the horde of zombies. Every swing of his destroyed the skull of a zombie. He danced amid the stream of zombies, killing continuously.

Ah!

A miserable cry came from one of the men. A ghastly sword injury appeared on his chest and he stumbled back to hold his chest.

He panicked and his breathing was frantic. He looked at his surroundings and wanted to cry for help but he noticed everyone was busy fighting with their life on the line.

Ah!

Another miserable cry came from a middle-aged woman. An ax was lodged in her back and she puked out blood.

Her face whitened and her leg turned to jelly. She forcefully turns her head and swings her metal pole, sending the doer flying.

For a couple of seconds, the woman was dizzy. She tried to maintain her stance but the strong whirlwind was blowing her backward.

She saw another couple of zombies rushing toward her. She took a deep breath and raised her metal pipe but she trembled a bit.

Suddenly, the incoming zombies were turned into smithereens and Justin appeared before the woman.

"What did I tell you before the fight?" He questioned with a slight annoyance on his face.

"Go for the heart and then their throat." The woman answered in a panic. Justin's cold expressionless eyes frightened her. She'd love to face the zombie than face him.

"Do you follow it?"

The woman was tongue-tied. She sighed and shook her head. In such a scene, who would follow such a command under the overwhelming zombies?

He averted his zeta from the woman and threw the metal pipe in his hand toward a direction.

Bang!

The pipe struck a zombie and sent it flying into the nearby burnt truck. The injured man looked at him with gratitude.

"This would be the last time I would save any of you if you don't listen to my command. Go for the heart and then their heart." His voice was loud enough for everyone to hear.

He looked at the two injured people and said.

"Both of you are about to level up. Don't relax because of your injury. Push forward and if you level to a First Circle Existence. All your injuries will heal. Don't lose this rare chance." With that, he dashed toward the location where he detected a zombie First Circle Existence.

Meanwhile, both the injured young man and the middle-aged woman looked at each other for a moment and took a deep breath.

We lose nothing if we follow his instructions. Not following Justin's command was not to undermine his authority but because no one knew him and his capabilities.

They only knew of Susan and Mack. And both of them were not on the battlefield.

Boom!

The land trembled and a cloud of dust raised in the sky. A giant zombie with a broken skull lay lifelessly in a deep crater. The people looked at the giant zombie with mouths agape.

How did he kill it without them knowing? They thought in dismay.

"Ha. It works." A voice shouted in jubilation. His long metal stuck into a zombie's heart and then slammed into its throat.

Crack!

The dark red eyes of the zombie dimmed and its head fell off. The kill requires little to no effort. When the others saw this. Their eyes brightened and they rushed into the zombies with more zeal.

Quickly, they discover that killing the zombie was easier with this method. They sighed in their mind about how foolish they are for not trusting the leader. If he was simple or naive. Why would he be the leader of the shelter?

Nevertheless, they put unnecessary thoughts behind their mind and focus on killing the zombies. After a couple of minutes, the weather was getting scarier and darkness was covering the city.

Justin began to worry. 'We need to leave now before it's too late.' He thought. Anything that deals with rain. He fears it.

"We found them. You can come now!" A voice shouted.

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