The Undead and Unstoppable Apocalyptic Queen novel Chapter 582

Chapter 582 Racing to the Rooftop

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At that moment, they finally grasped the sheer, crushing gap in strength. To Theresa, they were no more than ants, weak and pitiful. Yet they had dared to provoke her.

Their eyes filled with shock and regret as they looked at her through the glass.

“Arrghhhh-”

A zombie with half its face rotted into a gaping pit lunged at Patrick, its shattered jaw snapping into his throat. Warm arterial blood sprayed several feet high, spattering across the swarm.

The sight of fresh blood drove the surrounding zombies mad. In the blink of an eye, Patrick, Dorian, Lucinda, and Hannah were buried under a crashing tide of corpses.

“Aaaarghhh–rrhhhhh-”

“Rrhhhhggg—”

The zombie horde poured through the streets like a raging river, swirling wherever food was found, grinding everything alive into pieces before sweeping onward in a roaring flood toward the financial building.

There were too many. Theresa locked the front entrance and ordered Quentin to lead the others upward, telling him to open any necessary doors on the way. She glanced once at the glass doors already buckling under the strain, then turned and sprinted for the stairs.

Once inside the fire escape, she locked the stairwell door behind her. Gripping the railing, she charged upward two steps at a time.

Ahead of her loomed 80 floors–over 1,300 feet. For a normal person, climbing that height would take half an hour, muscles burning more with every step. But Theresa drove herself upward without pause.

Unlike the 27–story building she had cleared before, this skyscraper had zombies on almost every level. Quentin had prepared the path, locking them behind security doors and clearing strays when necessary, but danger still lurked everywhere.

By the 30th floor, Theresa caught up with the others. Steven and the rest were drenched in sweat, panting heavily as they climbed and fought off the occasional zombie that slipped through.

“Graaaahhh…”

Suddenly, a corpse in a fine business suit dropped from above. Its body was unusually intact, only one arm torn, but its pallid face twisted into a deathly grin as it opened its mouth. The

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Chapter 582 Racing to the Rooftop

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stench of rot rolled out with the buzzing of flies.

The zombie lunged. Exhausted, Steven and the others froze in panic–until a blade flew them and buried itself in the monster’s skull.

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“Keep up!” Theresa surged up from below. Her cheeks were flushed, her breathing steady, no hint of fatigue in sight.

Her presence lit a fire under the others. Revitalized, they pushed onward.

Fortieth floor… Fiftieth… Sixtieth…

With each level, their fatigue doubled. Legs felt like lead, every step a battle against pain and exhaustion. But no one dared to stop.

Seventieth floor… Eightieth…

The skylight above burst open, flooding them with a blast of cold, high–altitude air. Sweat- soaked bodies shivered in relief, their exhaustion washed away for one glorious moment of triumph.

We made it! We made it!

Theresa was the first to burst onto the rooftop. Luck was on their side–the roof was clear.

The survivors scrambled up behind her, slamming the door shut and barricading it with whatever they could find.

Theresa stepped to the edge and looked down.

The sea of zombies below packed every street, hammering at the building’s walls. Some clawed their way straight up the glass, but the recent rains had made the surface slick, sending most of them sliding back down after only a few stories.

Still, their numbers piled corpses high, forming a writhing pyramid of bodies two or three floors tall.

Then the sound came–a sharp crack, glass shattering.

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