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The storm of yellow sand swirled across the ruined city like a restless ghost. Out of that burning haze descended a monstrous shadow — a crow so vast its wingspan stretched nearly ten meters, its feathers black as pitch, glistening faintly under the dying sun. When it landed, the ground quaked beneath its massive talons. The creature's crimson eyes burned with a malevolent intelligence, and every beat of its wings sent a wave of dust spiraling into the air.
This was no ordinary beast.
It was a mutate Crow King.
From the jagged roof of a half-collapsed building, Jack stood watching, his eyes flashing with excitement.
"Mutate Crow King," he murmured, his lips curling into a thrill-hungry smile.
"Guaaa…" The monstrous crow let out a cry that tore through the wind like the scream of tortured metal. The force of its wings unleashed a violent storm, flattening everything within several dozen meters. Vehicles toppled like toys. Window glass shattered. Entire walls were peeled away, swallowed by the relentless yellow dust.
Every step it took left crater-deep claw marks in the scorched ground. It began feeding, tearing through corpses and stray zombies that still roamed the wasteland. Every lifeless body that disappeared into its beak became fuel for the nightmare.
"Guaaa…" Again it cried, its bloodstained beak glinting as it devoured without pause. Zombies — once mindless predators — were now nothing more than its prey.
On the shattered remains of the Eiffel Tower, Teri and K-Mart stood frozen in terror, staring down at the colossal crow below.
"This outcome… what is this? It's terrifying," Teri whispered, voice trembling.
"The street sweeper of this city," Jill said quietly, her tone calm yet edged with disbelief. "This city has no ordinary zombies left. That tells us everything."
K-Mart swallowed hard. "Following isn't zombie?"
"These zombies are not ordinary ones," Jill replied, her eyes narrowing. "They were brought here — controlled and raised."
Behind the wreckage of a rusted car, Claire — now a one-woman army — was crouched low, sweat dripping down her temple as she caught her breath. "Damn it," she muttered between gasps, "how did it turn into this?"
From above, Jack's gaze shifted toward the black helicopter cutting through the dust clouds. His expression darkened.
"Isaacs escaped," he said coldly. "But that's fine. When the time comes… I'll have a feast."
Below, the Crow King spread its wings once more, the air vibrating with unnatural energy. It was preparing to leave.
But Jack wasn't about to let his "little darling" fly away. Creatures like this were living vaults of power — their bodies contained corpse gems, rare sources of mutation energy.
He let his body rise into the air, hovering effortlessly in front of the monstrous bird.
"Jack, what does she want to make?" Teri said, panic filling her tone as she pointed skyward.
"Definitely wants to kill that monster," Jill replied grimly.
"No, not possible!" K-Mart's eyes widened in disbelief. "That huge monster — can she even kill it?"
From a broken iron fence in the distance, Alice stood watching the confrontation. Her eyes locked onto the floating figure above the Crow King.
"Jack," she whispered, her voice low and bitter. "I must kill you."
But Alice didn't move. Not yet. She knew one wrong step would draw the Crow King's attention to her. For now, she would wait — let Jack and the creature tear each other apart.
Far below, Claire's hatred burned like fire. She watched Jack, her mind flashing back to her fallen comrades, her destroyed convoy. This chaos — this ruin — all of it stemmed from his plan.
"Jack," she hissed under her breath, "I'll make you pay."
Yet she wasn't foolish. She'd wait until both monsters — human and beast — had bled each other dry.
Jack chuckled to himself, the sound lost in the roaring wind. "To obtain without labor — a fisherman's profit, hehe."
The Crow King's red eyes locked onto him, and it screeched. "Guaaa!" The sound was deafening. Rage rolled off the beast like heat from a furnace. A tiny insect dared to hover above its head.
A pulse of unnatural energy spread through the air. Blades of compressed wind — shimmering, pale blue — appeared around the Crow King and shot toward Jack like arrows.
Jack's pupils tightened. Instantly, invisible force rippled from his body, forming a transparent barrier of Thought Power. The wind blades halted ten meters from him, suspended mid-air like frozen shards of light.
"Guaaa…" The Crow King's cry deepened, the air crackling with fury. The blades grew — expanding fivefold in size, edges humming with deadly vibration.
Ka-cha!
The sound was sharp, like glass breaking in another dimension. The pressure shattered Jack's mental defense. The wind blades ripped through, screaming toward him.
In a blink, Jack's form flickered — vanishing from sight. The blades sliced through only air.
He reappeared several meters away, eyes burning with wild excitement.
"Interesting… interesting," he said, voice almost laughing.
His thoughts flashed back to the mutate great white shark he'd once fought beneath the ocean's surface. That beast had been powerful, but dumb — unable to harness its corpse gem's energy. This Crow King was different. It understood its power. That made it dangerous… and exhilarating.
The Crow King shrieked again, enraged that its prey still lived.
Jack's expression hardened. His eyes glowed faintly, and a violent gale burst outward, swirling around him. Invisible pressure surged toward the Crow King — a storm meeting another storm.
The bird's wings beat furiously, creating a vortex of wind around its body. Jack's attack struggled against it, breaking through only partially. Feathers tore free, spinning into the dust-filled air like fragments of shadow.
Jack's lips twisted into a grin. "Good. Very good!"
The Crow King responded with a roar of its own — "Guaaa!" — and lunged forward with terrifying speed.
Jack barely saw it move before the massive beak shot toward him. He twisted his body midair, vanishing again, reappearing behind it. His fist clenched tight, glowing faintly with invisible force — and he struck.
"Guaaa!" The Crow King convulsed, its body trembling violently. For the first time, pain surged through its nerves. It couldn't comprehend how a human — a mere insect — had hurt it.
The sky itself seemed to scream. The Crow King's wings spread wide, and from the turbulent air surrounding it, dozens of razor-thin tornadoes formed — small but lethal, each spinning fast enough to tear steel apart.
The tornados howled around Jack, cutting through the air with shrieks like banshees. The sand below exploded upward, turning the entire battlefield into a blinding golden storm.
Jack steadied himself midair, his mind racing. If even one of those tornados hits me directly, my body could be torn apart. But if I can reach the core of its wind barrier…
He smirked. Then the corpse gem will be mine.
The Crow King's eyes gleamed red — a challenge accepted.
"Guaaaa!!!"
The battlefield was chaos — storm, sand, blood, and the sound of monsters clashing beneath a dying sun.