Apocalypse: King of Zombies

Chapter 448: So naïve…

The zombie horde surged through Los Angeles like a tidal wave, and Ethan was right at the center of it. Flanking him were the likes of Bulldozer and PhD—Zombie Kings in their own right—tearing through everything in their path like a wrecking ball through glass.

With Nightbane gone, there was no one left to stand in their way. No force, no creature, no power could slow Ethan down now.

Under the suffocating shroud of the Domain of the Dead, zombies were shredded like meat in a blender, their remains flung in every direction. Even the pink floral sea conjured by Daisy, the Zombie Queen, was crushed into dust, her blossoms withering into nothing.

High above the chaos, Hellhound darted through the air, but in the next instant, a crushing pressure slammed into him like a freight train. His body dropped, heavy and sluggish.

Panic flared in Hellhound’s eyes. He twisted around—and there was Ethan, wielding the Star Map tablet, charging straight at him.

“Shit!”

The Domain of the Dead had already locked him down. Escape was no longer an option.

Ethan launched himself into the air, raising the Star Map tablet high above his head like a baseball bat, aiming for a home run—right on Hellhound’s skull.

Hellhound couldn’t dodge. All he could do was throw up a desperate defense.

WHAM!

The impact echoed like a thunderclap. Hellhound was sent flying like a baseball off a bat, hurtling hundreds of feet before crashing to the ground like a ragdoll. His mutated bones were tough, sure—but nowhere near tough enough to withstand the Star Map’s raw power. The blow shattered him. Bones cracked, organs ruptured. He was done. Out of the fight.

Agonizing pain wracked his body. He screamed, writhing on the ground. Jagged bone fragments pierced through his skin, and dark, foul blood oozed from the wounds.

“Ugh… it hurts…”

That was the only thought left in his mind.

But then—he smelled it.