Leveling Up Wives In The Apocalypse

Nadia’s shot stopped the advance of her pursuers only for a brief moment.

The dust kicked by the shot fell down, clearing the air in the room. Once it settled, like soldiers following a commander, the remaining students rushed forward.

‘They are worse than zombies,’ Nadia thought, relaxing her finger only to pull on the trigger again.

“Jump!” she shouted, not daring to look away.

A club came swinging from the right. Nadia lowered herself on her left knee, bending her entire torso away from the attack.

Whoosh!

The improvised weapon flew right past Nadia’s ear. The wind dragged along by the club made her earlobe flutter.

‘Piss off!’ Nadia screamed out inwardly.

“Haaa….” Nadia exhaled when she kicked her right foot forward. Her shoe struck a man in front of her. His outstretched hand, clearly aiming for the girl’s hair, comically stayed in place when the man’s chest caved in under Nadia’s kick.

Bang!

She quickly followed with another shoot, finally putting a stop to the frenzy of her pursuers.

“Help!” the officer shouted from behind.

Nadia’s red vision returned, growing more and more intense with each strike, each kick, and each shot. By the time the group of males hungry for Nadia’s flesh realized their situation, it was Nadia who pressed up the attack.

“Jump after me!” the underclassman companion of the cute girl shouted.

Nadia then heard a slight rustle, only for her brain to make her feel how the young man jumped to the floor below.

Right where zombies were busy swarming the defenseless policeman.

‘I will surely go to hell for that,’ Nadia thought, pulling the trigger yet again, mortified by what she had done just a moment earlier.

‘I really did throw a man to his doom.’ This single thought filled Nadia’s head, making her doubt her morality as she continued to slaughter her former schoolmates.

All the aggressive students turned now into nothing but a lump of rushing blood.

It was so charming, the rhythm of their beating hearts. A melody that Nadia felt a powerful urge to hear, to absorb, to consume.

“Die,” she ordered when her high-raised knee smashed against the throat of the retreating aggressor. This word came out of the girl’s mouth without her even noticing.

“Die!” she cried out when her finger desperately clutched against the trigger, only for the gun to fail to shoot.

With no munition, a handgun was nothing more than a doorbell-like shaped lump of metal.

Heavy and unhandy.

‘Perfect,’ Nadia’s soul resonated with the meaning of this word, her lips trembling in excitement as if she was a child that just found its new toy.

Nadia switched her hold over the gun, grabbing it by its barrel instead.

It took only a second for the bottom of the handgun to shatter the side of yet another student’s skull.

It didn’t matter that the students started to retreat long ago. In her frenzy, Nadia continued to chase after her former pursuers.

She killed more than half of the initial group. Judging from the sensation of beating hearts, Nadia could tell only five of the defeated foes remained alive, two of which would soon succumb to their wounds.

“Help!”

A desperate cry somehow broke through the red mist covering Nadia’s mind.

The red-hued world before her suddenly stalled; a flash of the normal colored world replaced it, only for the blood-like crimson to cover everything up again.

Nadia’s body moved, rushing back towards the staircase.

Just like before, she couldn’t really control her movements.

‘It’s as if my body worked on instinct and instinct alone,’ she thought, her will reduced to just the spectator of the events.

It was great to know that she could rely on this strange state of her mind in a pinch…

‘It’s really infuriating after all,’ Nadia thought, mentally clenching her hands.

Whatever she would do now wouldn’t be the result of her own work, her own struggle. Unable to influence what she was doing at all, Nadia felt strangely detached from the events playing out before her eyes.

But for her body, Nadia’s mental struggle didn’t matter.

Her legs carried her towds the secondary staircase, the same one that she was at just a moment earlier. And as soon as she got to the edge of where the policemen had demolished the floor and stairs before, Nadia jumped.

The policeman and both of the underclassmen were already on the other side, dealing with the horde of zombies. Or actually, the pair of Nadia’s juniors continued to struggle while the bloodied body of the policeman proved he paid the highest price for his incompetence before.

“DIE!” Nadia shouted from the bottom of her heart. She raised her legs and pushed them forward, opting to go for a double kick instead of a traditional landing.

Nadia’s shoes dug into the skull and a shoulder of two different zombies, respectively, And while the attack she executed with her left leg only served to hinder the zombie’s movement…

‘What…?’

Nadia’s shock was so great that she somehow got out of her frenzied state.

Because the right leg that she brought down on another zombie’s head… Actually mashed its skull in, ending its struggle to stay somewhat alive.

“What?” Nadia muttered when she finally landed on the ground, only to instantly push forward, right into the wave of the zombies.

While the shocking effectiveness of her kick took the girl by surprise, there was one memory that overshadowed everything else, forcing the girl to push through.

And it was the moment when the floor of the same floor, just more towards the middle of the building, collapsed.

This single event took out several well-trained and armed policemen, all of whom Mathew tried so hard to gather. As such, between getting molested by the zombies and falling to her death along with the rubble…

Nadia didn’t need to think much to make her choice!