THE ZOMBIE SYSTEM-Chapter 78 - 77: Three Against Eternity

"Now!"

Lightning cracked above the battlefield as Ethella, Leon, and Damian launched their synchronized assault against the dimensional commander. Three hunters moving like a single organism forged by desperate necessity.

Leon’s Warrior Zombie and Tobias led the first wave, spectral forms blazing with necromantic energy that burned through dimensional barriers. His elite mage kept both him and Damian afloat, coordinating slashes and spectral strikes with eerie precision.

Their assault targeted the commander’s dimensional phasing patterns. Tobias had identified brief moments of vulnerability when the entity shifted between realities. Timing would be everything.

The Warrior Zombie’s mantis blade carved through space-time while Tobias unleashed fire magic. Both attacks struck simultaneously at the precise moment the commander’s defenses flickered.

Damian, boosted by his Warblade class energy, attacked from the side with silver-imbued sword. Enhancement magic flowed through the blade while his one functional arm guided strikes with surgical precision.

His attacks landed at moments Tobias predicted the commander’s defenses would weaken. The former ARES leader’s tactical knowledge proved invaluable for coordinating assault against cosmic threats.

"Left shoulder joint," Tobias called through the mental link. "Dimensional armor thins during phase transitions."

Damian’s blade found the target, silver energy blazing as enhanced steel met alien flesh. The strike carved deep gouges in armor that should have been impenetrable.

Ethella formed protective storm barrier around his allies while directing wind and lightning at the entity’s upper body. His legendary abilities created platform for coordinated assault despite exhaustion that made his hands shake.

Storm magic carved through layers of dimensional void shields, temporarily exposing the commander’s true form. Lightning moved in patterns too complex for human perception while thunder shook reality itself.

"Keep pressure on the core," Ethella commanded while maintaining barriers against counterattack. "Don’t let it stabilize defenses."

The commander retaliated with pure dimensional force that fractured the sky into spirals of inverted time and space.

Leon’s undead flickered between existence as dimensional energy disrupted their animating force. The Warrior Zombie’s spectral armor cracked while Tobias fought to maintain coherence.

"Negative," Leon replied while channeling power through the mental link. "We hold position."

Leon responded by anchoring himself with death energy drawn from the altar’s defensive systems. Ancient power flowed through his consciousness, stabilizing his undead against dimensional interference. freewebnøvel_com

He issued rally command through his system interface, pouring mana into maintaining his servants’ manifestation. The effort drained reserves he couldn’t afford to lose, but unity required sacrifice.

They struck again with renewed coordination. The Elite Mage unleashed arcane barrage that crackled with purple energy. Each bolt sought gaps in dimensional armor while reality screamed in protest.

The Assassin reappeared from shadow with double strike targeting vital weak points Tobias had identified. Twin daggers gleamed with energy that could cut through space-time itself.

The Warrior cleaved through spatial shields with mantis blade that blazed like captured starlight. Spectral armor reflected dimensional fire while its wielder pressed assault with mechanical precision.

Damian coordinated with Leon mid-air, using hand signals they’d developed during childhood. Their friendship transcended rank differences and guild politics in moments that demanded perfect trust.

They initiated cross-slash attack that briefly destabilized the commander’s form. Leon’s Shadow-edge and Damian’s enhanced blade struck from opposite angles at precisely the same instant.

The impact sent shockwaves through dimensional barriers while space-time rippled like disturbed water. For the first time since manifestation, the entity showed signs of genuine damage.

Ethella descended to rejoin them in close range combat. Storm magic gathered around his form with intensity that made the air glow while lightning danced between his fingers.

Together, they triggered convergence that combined storm magic, death magic, and enhanced sword techniques into unified assault. Power that belonged to different schools merged in ways that rewrote fundamental magical theory.

The impact forced the commander to stumble back mid-air. The first time the cosmic entity had yielded ground since arriving in their reality. Dimensional armor cracked while alien blood sprayed across the battlefield.

"Impossible," the commander hissed as golden ichor dripped from wounds that shouldn’t exist. "Mortal magic cannot breach dimensional barriers."

"Watch us," Leon replied while coordinating his undead for follow-up assault.

For one shining moment, the three hunters overwhelmed the commander with precision teamwork that transcended individual limitations. Their combined abilities created synergy that multiplied effectiveness beyond mathematical possibility.

The entity roared as one of Tobias’ strikes tore through its dimensional barrier, exposing a glowing core pulsing with cosmic energy. The wound blazed with light that belonged to other realities.

"Core breach confirmed," Tobias reported with satisfaction. "Primary defense matrix compromised."

But the commander’s retaliation came with force that could crack Arcadia crust. A vortex of collapsing space opened beneath their position, gravity reversing into spiral that pulled matter into compressed singularity.

Damian was caught in the dimensional distortion, his enhanced reflexes insufficient against attack that operated outside normal physics. The vortex hurled him toward wall of twisted light that would erase him from existence.

Leon caught him mid-fall using death tendrils that materialized from shadow. Necromantic energy formed living rope that wrapped around Damian’s torso and pulled him to safety.

"Got you," Leon said while straining to stay afloat.

"Appreciated," Damian replied while regaining aerial stability. "Return the favor later."

Ethella summoned spear of lightning with everything he had remaining. The weapon blazed with accumulated storm energy from across multiple weather fronts. When he hurled it, thunder cracked reality itself.

The lightning spear pierced outer layer of the commander’s form, detonating with force that lit the sky like artificial dawn. Dimensional armor shattered while cosmic energy bled through cracks in alien flesh.

The commander screeched, its voice layered with thousands of tones. Some frequencies existed outside human hearing range while others vibrated through dimensions that shouldn’t touch mortal reality.

The damage was real but far from enough. Black ichor dripped from wounds that blazed with otherworldly light, yet the entity’s core remained intact. They had scratched cosmic force without truly harming it.

All three regrouped while breathing hard, their combined assault having delivered real blow against impossible odds. But they also knew the worst was yet to come.

"Status report," Ethella commanded while storm magic flickered around his exhausted form.

"Manna reserves at thirty percent," Leon replied. "Undead manifestation stable but strained."

"Enhancement magic holding," Damian added. "But that last attack nearly fried my neural pathways."

The commander floated back into the air, bleeding light from gash in its core. Dimensional energy poured through the wound like luminous blood while space-time warped around damaged areas.

"You mortals amuse me," it whispered, voice crackling with dying stars. "Your coordination exceeds my calculations."

Golden ichor continued dripping from wounds that shouldn’t exist on cosmic entity. But instead of weakening, the commander’s presence began intensifying beyond previous levels.

"Let’s see how long you last now that I’ve decided to stop playing."

Dimensional space exploded outward as the entity began shifting form. Its humanoid appearance dissolved while true nature manifested for the first time since arrival.

The commander grew larger, more stable, its power no longer constrained by need to maintain recognizable shape. Cosmic force pressed against reality with weight that made natural laws scream in protest.

The next phase of battle would decide the fate of their world.