The Undead and Unstoppable Apocalyptic Queen novel Chapter 393

Chapter 393 The Last Code

“Graaah!”

“Raaagh!”

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The deafening howls of zombies echoed through the underground lab, tearing through the silence like a blade.

There was no one left alive down here. Just them–and the dead.

Zombies from every corner of the facility were converging, drawn by the noise.

Glancing down the corridor, the group could see wave after wave of the undead flooding in like a tidal

surge.

Ninety–eight percent of them wore white lab coats. The rest were in matching hospital gowns.

But either way, it was all white.

White–now soaked in red.

Blood smeared their chests, their arms, and their faces. Some had their guts ripped open, organs spilling out. Others were missing limbs, dragging what remained of their bodies. A few charged forward in twisted, grotesque positions–limbs bending in ways the human body never should.

Lucy stood frozen in front of the steel door, trying to swipe her card and punch in the code.

This door required a six–digit password, but her mind was blank by the second number. It was too difficult for her to concentrate.

Her pale fingers trembled as she tapped the cold metal keypad. Sweat pooled in her palm, slick and clammy.

Beep–Incorrect password”

First try–wrong.

“You’re gonna get us all killed, you idiot!” the man in the white mask roared, losing it.

“Don’t rush me!” Lucy shouted back, frantic.

And then…

“Raaagh!”

A zombie lunged straight for the group of elites.

The man in the white mask didn’t hesitate. He shoved the last remaining guard in their group forward.

“Ahhh!”

The man’s scream had barely escaped his throat before the zombie horde swallowed him whole.

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Chapter 393 The Last Code

That sacrifice bought them a few precious seconds.

But that was it.

Every last guard was gone.

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From the three camps–Ark Camp Three had only five people left: three men and two women. Ark Camp Two had just Lucy. Ark Camp One–only Morgan.

Theresa and Quentin strolled up casually behind them, trailed by their sixteen dogs. Not one of them had so much as a scratch.

Lucy had already gotten the password wrong twice.

“Beep–Incorrect password.”

You did this on purpose, didn’t you? Are you trying to get me killed?” The man in the white mask exploded, grabbing Lucy by the throat. “I’m the camp leader of Ark Camp Three, you knew that! You’re trying to take me out!”

The three camps had an unspoken agreement: anyone entering another camp had to wear a mask.

No one was allowed to ask about anyone’s real identity.

The only exception was if one was on home turf–then it was up to the host to reveal themselves.

It was all about protecting the top leadership.

No one wanted the other side to know their highest–ranking officer was present.

This wasn’t peacetime–it was the end of the world.

The more anonymous they were, the safer they stayed.

But clearly, Ark Camp Three had lost its patience.

Their camp leader had just blown his own cover.

He had come in person.

And it was him–the same man who, carlier today, acted like he owned the world, ran over a young woman, and then had her tossed to the combies

I didn’t know! Just let me try one more time! Lucy shouted desperate.

Of course she didn’t kno

Even if she had what about her own life!

Her shaking hand reached for the kryped again

The Ark Cange Threr leader watched her like hawk His grip on her neck didn’t losen, but now his heart was jerunding

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Chapter 393 The Last Code

He activated his last resort–an ice–based ability.

“Hold them off!” he yelled.

The two men behind him flung waterballs and fireballs down the hallway. The wave of zombies slowed, groaning and snarling as they crashed into the barrage of abilities.

They were still coming–but slower now.

Everyone’s faces were pale. Their abilities were almost drained.

And then…

“Beep–Access granted.”

The door slid open with a chime.

The Ark Camp Three leader yanked Lucy and rushed inside first.

But…

“Raaagh!”

A female zombie was waiting just beyond the threshold, her face half–eaten, mouth gaping wide.

Her cloudy gray eyes locked onto the leader’s mask–and she lunged.

He flinched, but it was too late. In a flash, he shoved Lucy forward to shield himself.

Still, the zombie managed to sink her claws into his arm.

The rest of Ark Camp Three’s survivors barreled in behind him.

The last two men summoned what strength they had left and unleashed their final blasts of power to kill the zombie.

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