Chapter 117: Brother (1/2)

The surroundings are already getting dark. The bloody sun had already rested in the west and the only thing the people relied on seeing around them was their enhanced sight.

The first wave of mutated animals had already been killed or had already passed by them. Unfortunately, before they could rest, the second wave came in rushing without any warning.

The zombie animals and pets were more fierce and deadly. They were stronger than the first batch. An occasional huge mutated animal would also pop out without any warning causing them to be warier.

At the moment, Raymon was fighting an almost four-meter gorilla zombie. It's savage face and rotten chest was visible at close range for Raymon. It was disgusting but Raymon had already his fair share of gore's so he the gorilla zombie's appearance didn't bother him a bit.

The only problem he got is that the zombie gorilla is only slightly weaker than him.

Raymon and the gorilla zombie had already fought for more than a few minutes. They had already injured each other multiple times during this point in time. The problem was that the zombie gorilla didn't mind its injury a bit, as long as the head is not cut, then the gorilla wouldn't die.

Raymon was also having a huge problem as he couldn't reach the zombies head that easily. Not mention, his scimitar had was already broken in half, making it even harder for him to reach the zombies head.

Finally, the zombie Gorilla got distracted as a flying Bat suddenly brushed its face. Raymon didn't waste the opportunity, he stepped on the Gorilla's mutated arm and used it as a board to jump towards its head.

”Ahhhhh!” Raymon shouted as the broken scimitar lodged itself on the zombie Gorilla's nape.

The zombie Gorilla struggled to wipe the fly on its face but unfortunately, the Apocalypse Virus inside it had already been injured.

”Ahhhhhhh!” Raymon pulled the scimitar before stabbing it again towards the same hole he made earlier.

The scimitar got embedded even deeper and this time it finally killed the Apocalypse Virus controlling the Gorilla inside its head.

The zombie Gorilla's body staggered like a drunkard before it collapsed to the ground, dead.

”Yaaahhhh!”Raymon stood atop the zombie Gorilla's rotting chest and he couldn't help but raised his arm holding the scimitar in the air as if to announce his dominance.

Sadly, everyone was busy and no one noticed his victorious roar.

Raymon had many injuries around his body. The injuries were mostly from the brute force possessed by the zombie Gorilla's fist. His body was blue all over due to the bruises.

Raymon dropped his arm in shame. He looks around and his eyes instantly bulge from what he saw.

Desmon was fighting a Gorilla the same size he just fought with. Desmon was weaker than him, it was not a surprise that he was being beaten black and blue by the Gorilla right now.

Raymon's blood boiled as he instantly dashed towards his younger brother. He arrived in an instant and deflected the incoming punch of the Gorilla.

His arm was thrown back due to the impact as he hurriedly picked up the beaten Desmon.

”T... Thanks, brother!” Desmon uttered as he breathes in and out deeply.

Both of their clothes were tattered. Their bulky body was full of black and blue bruises as well as some minor cuts here and there.

Raymon's scimitar was broken in half, while Desmon's spiky knuckles no longer have any spikes left.

”Let's do this together!” Raymon said.

”Alright, but we should be careful. That monkey is not a zombie. Its attack pattern is not monotonous.” Desmon said as he pulled a mutated tail from a dead animal on his side.

The tail had its hair as a spike, it could act like a mace.