Chapter 70: Devourer of Flesh
“Did you kill her?” Simon demanded, “Or did you let the zombies do it for you?”
“I… what?” Brenna said, confused.
“Freya! Did you fucking kill Freya?” Simon shouted.
That was enough noise to attract attention, and he heard a moan from the next room, followed by the sound of the board on the window giving out. By this point, Brenna was weeping openly and slumped against the wall, slowly sliding down it.
As far as Simon was concerned, that was an admission, but he wasn’t exactly sure of what, and he wasn’t willing to kill her until he got some answers. So, instead of doing something rash, he barked, “Wait here. We’ll pick this back up in a minute.
Then he embedded his sword in the floor to partially bar the door and pulled out his mace. The two zombies in the room were familiar sights, and neither one held any challenge. He quickly reduced them to corpses before he struggled to block the window with the table.
It was only once all that was done that he returned to his sword and his sobbing prisoner. He ignored her for the moment, though, and instead, he pushed his slime-cicle out into the main room to let it start to thaw out. He imagined that the process would take all day, at least, but he was in no hurry, and he wanted to see how it endured being cryo-frozen like that because, if it did as well as he expected it to do, then that was his answer to the zombie apocalypse that had been unleashed.
He’d thought about it a lot since his last death, and he couldn’t think of another reason why the slime level would be right before the zombie level unless the slime was there to eat the zombies. It was something he’d never given a single thought to until the mirror had mentioned finishing a level, but now that it had, he couldn’t get it out of his mind. What would finishing the goblin level entail? Killing the goblins, right? Only that didn’t seem to be enough. He’d figure out why that wasn’t working later, but with the zombies, there simply wasn’t another answer.
If he’d killed them all by burning down the city, then they would never spread, and all the chain reactions would never happen. Not only would thousands of lives be saved, but it would change all the future timelines. He couldn’t imagine anything more he could do than release something that could eat all the zombies, one at a time, and while he had to admit the possibility of having to deal with a zombie slime was non-zero, it was still worth a shot.