My Ten Wives and Ten Rings in the Apocalypse

"How dare you run into my domain." An arrogant voice said.

The voice came from the sandstorm rushing toward Susan. Albeit she didn't flinch from the attack.

The sandstorm increased by another degree, trying to bury her alive.

'Childish trick.' She thought and her whip appeared in her hand.

Whoosh!

A lightning strike came out from the whip and danced toward the sandstorm.

Bang!

The sandstorm froze and a cry of agony came from the center. At the center of the sand storm was a young lady, streaked with red liquid at the corner of her mouth.

She glared at Susan and waved her hand. The frozen sandstorm came to life and formed a huge palm.

"I don't have time to play with you/" Susan muttered and increased her attack.

She swung her whip twice and a lightning snake came out of it, flying toward the sand palm.

Bang!

The sand palm was destroyed and the lightning snake continued on its path.

"No. No. This can't be!?" the young lady cried in horror.

She tried to conjure another sand defense but it was too late.

The lightning snake hit her on the chest and was sent flying; blood gushing out from her mouth.

She crashed to the ground and her body was charred in black with smoke coming out from her body.

"Y-You are a Se-cond…. " She muttered before life drifted away from her body.

'How can she stupid not to realize it already.' She creased her brow.

'Anyway, if she had known. Her death was already set in stone.'

Susan raised her head and saw various people with weapons rushing toward her.

'I guess their leader didn't have any intention of saving these people from the beginning.' She thought.

She raced toward the crowd of people and muttered.

"Lightning world."

A dome filled with lightning came out from her whips and traveled toward the people.

When the people realized the horror of the attack. It was already in front of them.

Ah!

The dome covered them and the heart-wrenching cries of agony filled the atmosphere.

The single attack killed more than one hundred people at once.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with few people came from the other side of the road.

He looked at the disastrous attack and his heart missed a beat. Suddenly, all the hair on his body stood up straight.

He raised his head and saw Susan's piercing cold gaze. He shriveled and took a couple of steps backward and stuttered.

"P-Please, we are not one of your enemies. We… we came to help you."

Susan didn't avert her gaze and the lightning dancing at the tip of her whip didn't reseed.

Fear gripped the heart of the people while the young people behind the old man were covered in sweat.

'We shouldn't have come. We should have stayed at our hideout.' They cried in their hearts.

"So you didn't support the savage behavior of this tyrant." Susan finally said.

"Y-Yes. Yes." The middle-aged man nodded quickly.

"I don't need your help. Tell me where I can find the leaders of the camp." She said confidently.

Quickly, the middle-aged man and his group showed Susan the core section of the camp.

When Susan left the group looked at each other and let out a sigh of relief. That couple of seconds took a toll on their body.

"How strong is she?" The young man behind the middle-aged man said.

"I don't know. But she is stronger than us by a lot of margins." The middle-aged man said.

"We don't have time to waste. Let free those put into slavery." He added with a sigh.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the camp. A girl sat on a stone slab and looked at a deserted road that led into the camp.

She dangled her leg back and forth on a slab, playing with her strand of hair in her hand.

"Why would I be sent to this lonely place?" She complained, getting tired of this desolate street.

'I miss Sam.' She thought.

'Sam, that coward. If he had followed me and killed those zombies. He would have gotten stronger by now. And uncle Justin and grandpa would have been proud of him.' She twisted her lips and pouted.

'He is just too much of a coward. His parent won't be proud of him when they see him again.'

Creak!

A screeching sound of tyre echoed from the distance and Lola raised her head.

"Finally!" She muttered, jumping down from the stone slab, clapping her hand.

"Sir, a young girl is standing at the center of the road." The driver of the car said.

"Do you think the leader would care?" Another voice said.

"Run her over." He added.

"Alright!" The driver nodded and increased the speed of the car.

"Why do they seem to be increasing their speed?" Lola muttered in a daze.

'What should I do?' her thought was jumbled.

'I was asked not to let anybody pass through this road. But this….'

She tangled her fingers together nervously.

'I have to stop them. Can they kill a small child like me, can they?'

She waved her hand and shouted.

"Stop. Stop!"

Under her continuous scream, the speed of the car never reseeded. Perhaps, it raised another bar.

When the car was only a couple of meters from her. She realized there were three vehicles following each other.

Besides, the men were fully armed and with a crazy look on their faces.

'They wanted to kill me' the thought popped into her mind.

With that thought, a gust of wind began to gather around her.

'You're bad people. You want to injure Lola.'

The wind had turned into a whirlwind, whistling around her, gathering a cloud of dust.

"Wind banishment!" She shouted.

The wind turned into a siphon and rushed toward the incoming vehicles.

"Sir, this kid is not just an ordinary girl." The driver in the first car shouted.

The wind attack was already in front of him while trying to avoid the wind attack.

Screech!

The car swayed from the dirty road hoping to avoid the attack. However, they followed the vehicle in an incredible manner.

"What the hell!" Those in the vehicle screamed in panic.

Bang!

The vehicle was sent flying, rolling thrice in the air while those in the vehicle had their oxygen siphon from their lungs.

Bang!

The car crashed to the ground, tumbling a couple of meters before it stopped.

Heads hanging downward, blood dripping out from their major orifices. No one could tell whether they were dead or alive.

"What the hell is going on?" A domineering voice came from the middle car.

Screech!

The car came to an abrupt stop and all the men in the car rushed out.

They were armed from head to toe in ammunition and cold weapons. And in the middle of the men was a young man in his middle thirties.

He wore a loose white top and black pants. He stared coldly at Lola with a smirk on his face.

"Kid, where do you come from?" he asked casually.

The siphons disappeared into thin air and Lola looked at the dead people in panic.

She was trembling and tears gathered at the corner of her eyes. She opened her mouth but nothing came out.

Her breathing was erratic. He bit the corner of her lips and looked at the men in front of her in panic and nervousness.

'Why should I do it?' she cried in her heart.

'I kill those people. I kill them.'

'Uncle Justin asked me not to let anyone pass through. He didn't ask me to kill them.'

"Stay away from me. I didn't mean to kill them." She screamed, taking a couple of steps backward.

"Oh! Kid. How does it feel to kill people?" The man in white asked with a smile that wasn't a smile.

"Horrible."

"Yeah, horrible. You know it isn't good to kill a fellow human being."

"I know. But I didn't mean to kill them. I just wanted to stop." Her voice cracked; her chest rising and falling.

"That doesn't matter anymore. You killed them and you must be punished. Don't try to resist it." He signals to his men.

At once, the men walked toward Lola casually. Seeing this, Lola moves backward.

Her gaze moves from one person to another, not knowing what to do.

"P-Please… Please don't come any closer." She said, trying to hold on to her tears.

"Oh, don't worry. They won't do anything to you."

'What should I do? What should I do?' Her thoughts conflicted.

"Get her! We don't have all day." The white man said coldly.

"I need to get out of this hell hole. I don't know if Mae could hold the ground." He muttered with a sharp glint in his eyes.

'Who cares? As long as I could escape from this shitty place. My preparation is already complete. They can die for all I care' He clicked his tongue.

'With this kid. I can use it as a bargaining chip if I meet any stronger beast or man.'

Meanwhile, the man was only a couple of feet from Lola. She looked into the sky, searching for something.

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