<div> The dying batch—this was what the people close to the place where the zone had appeared were called by the others.
 They were the ones who were sure-dead people. There was no saving them.
 They could try to outrun the beasts, but the longest they could do it for was 5 minutes; after that was the time when the real deals came out—the beasts with levels higher than 20 and 25.
 For those beasts, catching up to some humans with a level below 25 or close to 25 was no big deal, much less the humans who had their level pushed to 17 or 18 with the past of their coins.
 The worst thing for these people was that they couldn't even hide as the people—the ones who didn't have penalties like them—in the other areas did. They were unlucky to have Alex as the guardian in the sub-scenario.
 But like always, instead of blaming their luck or their incompetency, they blamed Alex, so when Lokesh's message was sent, the dying batch was the ones who were against it the most. They didn't want to believe that the one responsible for this situation was the one who was trying to save them.
 Things, however, changed when the two men, going deeper into the forest, moving closer to the zone, just like Lokesh, were hit by a sudden wave of rusty smell of blood.
 They paused, exchanging a look of fear before they nodded to each other, hesitantly stepping forward, gulping hard as their steps were as loud as an alarm in their ears right now.
 'Was it the smell of human blood or beast blood?'
 They wondered, cautiously moving forward, but just then, they heard a voice, barely a whisper, with pain clear in it.
 "Are you the ones... who came to verify my words...?"
 The owner of the voice was human. A man. And he was probably... dying.
 "W-Who?!"
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 </div> The two men, however, had their bodies tense, their heightened senses working on full power, searching for the owner of the voice until one of them found blood flowing out of the bush some distance away from them.
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 He called out to the other, grabbing his hand and pulling his attention to the blood.
 *Step**Step*
 As soon as the other man noticed it, both of them hurriedly to the bush, their mana charged in their attacks, ready to let it go when faced with an unpredictable situation.
 "Hah... No need to be so tense—"
 The voice, on the other hand, just sighed, telling them to calm down, but the guys, with their fists raised up, ready to attack, hurriedly parted the bush with their hands, only to freeze.
 "—I am... Lokesh..."
 The voice, which belonged to Lokesh, continued, finally coming into view.
 "What the hell happened to you?!"
 Looking at his condition, however, the men couldn't help but express some worry. The world had changed, and people had turned cold and uncaring for others of their own race, but still, when faced with a person who looked this pitiful, they couldn't stop themselves from worrying.
 It was just how humans were. They were complex.
 "Hah... Don't even ask. That guy is so heartless that he asked for coins... just to kill me."
 Lokesh, with one of his arms torn apart, a diagonal claw mark on his chest, and his one leg, which was cut off from before, fresh with blood again, kept lying within the bush, its leaves painted red with his blood. He couldn't help but sigh as he recalled what had happened to him.
 Right after closing the world chat, Lokesh had turned to look at Alex fighting with the beasts. Light purple flames brightened the whole area, making the beasts and monsters screech and roar in pain, their agonizing howls filling the air—he watched it all.
 To be honest, for the first time since the apocalypse started, he found something really beautiful.
 Yeah, there were pieces of flesh along with blood streaking across the air, splashing on the trees, but the red color somehow made it all look way more enchanting to him.
 Or maybe it was just because he knew that he would die that the meaning of life changed for him or something like that. He had seen that happening in movies, but whatever it was, he really thought that it would be fine if he died like this.
 "Grrr..."
 But just then, pulling his attention away from the fight, a loud growl, which seemed to be coming from right behind him, was heard.
 'N-No way, right?'
 He chuckled nervously, turning around, but just as he moved...
 "GRAA!!"
 The growl turned into a growl, and the next thing Lokesh knew was the sharp pain in his shoulder, causing his body to jerk in pain as his eyes snapped toward his shoulder, only to find a panther-like beast staring at him from point blank, its long beastly teeth embedded in his shoulder.
 "Ah... AhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
 It was then that the pain kicked in, making him scream out loud into the beast's ear, causing its eyes to widen as it hurriedly pulled back, but it didn't let go of his shoulder, pulling off a long bite along with it.
 "GAHHHHH!!!!!"
 Lokesh kept yelling in pain as his shoulder, along with his arm, was torn apart by the large jaw of the beast.
 "FUCK!!!"
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 </div> He roared in pain, crawling deeper into the bush, but the beast had already noticed him, and more of them had their eyes on him now. His smell was attracting them, after all.
 'HOW COULD I FORGET THAT?!'
 He realized how big of a fool he was coming here with the scent he gave out, but it was already too late. He was now scared. He didn't want to feel this pain. The death he was waiting for, thinking that he was ready to face it now looked terrifying to him.
 'FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!'
 He panicked as he saw the beast, glaring at him, ready to pounce. He crawled back, ignoring leaves and branches that tore apart the membrane covering his cut-off leg. His speed, however, was too slow, and the beast, not wanting to waste any more time, lunged at him, its claws moving toward his chest.
New novel chapters are published on freewёbn૦νeɭ.com. It was then that everything seemed to have slowed down for Lokesh as he saw the claws of the beast grazing his chest, tearing it apart, but that was all as it couldn't move forward, not because it was stopped by something, but because it was already dead.
 Its head was gone. All Lokesh could perceive was a purple flash of light before things turned into this.
 *Thud*
 The head of the beast fell somewhere in the distance; Lokesh could tell from the sound he heard, and the body of the beast, weighing around 80 kilograms or maybe 90, kept lying over his body, covering him with the beast's blood.
 It was only after a while of lying like that, as the roars of the beast turned into whimpers, and even those whimpers died down, that he felt some movement. The body of the beast lying over him was moved, and Alex, the one who was responsible for all the beast's deaths, came into his view.
 "Kill me please..."
 Lokesh, looking at Alex, requested. It was the first and only thing he asked of Alex, and it was for a quick death, but Alex's reply left him speechless even with all the pain in his body.</div>
 
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Chapter 216: - Verification.

The dying batch—this was what the people close to the place where the zone had appeared were called by the others. They were the ones who were sure-dead people. There was no saving them. They could try to outrun the beasts, but the longest they could do it for was 5 minutes; after that was the time when the real deals came out—the beasts with levels higher than 20 and 25. For those beasts, catching up to some humans with a level below 25 or close to 25 was no big deal, much less the humans who...

Is it Wrong to Copy Abilities in Apocalypse?

Chapter 216: - Verification.

Is it Wrong to Copy Abilities in Apocalypse? - Chapter 216: - Verification.