Divine Mask: I Have Numerous God Clones

Zeus braced himself as the thunder-infused zombies closed in, their movements eerily synchronized as if guided by a single, malevolent will. The once-human guild members had become mindless puppets, their bodies now vessels for the Thunder Mana Stone's spirit.

Each step they took was filled with an unyielding determination that sent a chill down Zeus's spine, but he wasn't the type to be easily rattled.

As the horde drew nearer, Zeus's eyes narrowed, assessing the situation. Suddenly, in perfect unison, the zombies raised their weapons, and Zeus's heart skipped a beat.

He watched in shock as they all unleashed Thunder Sword Wave—a barrage of thunderous sword energy that sliced through the air with deadly precision. Hundreds of glowing waves hurtled toward him, their sheer number and intensity far beyond anything he had anticipated.

"Damn it," Zeus muttered under his breath, his voice tinged with both frustration and awe. "Who would've thought they could all use Thunder Sword Wave…?"

[What, did you think they'd just stumble around mindlessly?] the system chimed in, its tone dripping with arrogance. [Honestly, Host, you should expect a bit more from these so-called cultivators, even if they're just glorified zombies now.]

Zeus ignored the jab and reacted swiftly, summoning two Thunder Lances into his hands. But this time, he didn't throw them as projectiles. Instead, he gripped them like spears, using their length and power to parry the oncoming sword waves.

The sound of clashing thunder energy filled the air as Zeus expertly deflected the attacks, his movements a blur as he fended off the relentless assault.

[Really putting in the effort, aren't you?] the system teased, its voice laced with mockery. [Is that sweat I see? Maybe you're not as invincible as you like to think.]

Zeus grunted, choosing not to dignify the system's taunt with a response. With a determined snarl, he charged forward, targeting the nearest thunder zombie.

He had embedded Thunder Mines into the tips of his lances, and as he drove the spears into the zombies, the mines activated, latching onto their targets with a deadly hum.

Zeus withdrew his lance, and the mines detonated, sending powerful jolts of electricity surging through the zombies' bodies.

The explosion didn't kill them, but the mines did their job, paralyzing the zombies long enough for Zeus to gain some breathing room. He smirked as he watched the once-terrifying horde slow to a crawl, their limbs twitching uselessly as the thunder energy coursed through them.

"Not so tough now, are you?" Zeus muttered, his voice filled with grim satisfaction.

[Oh, bravo,] the system remarked, its tone dripping with sarcasm. [You've managed to slow down a few zombies. What's next? Going to pat yourself on the back? Maybe take a victory lap?]

"Don't get cocky," Zeus shot back, his smirk fading as the reality of the situation hit him. Despite his success, the sheer number of zombies was overwhelming. No matter how many he paralyzed, more kept coming, their numbers seemingly endless.

"Just how big is this damn guild?" Zeus muttered, his frustration mounting. He had never expected the Lightning Fang Guild to be this large, but it was becoming clear that their strength likely stemmed from the immense power of the Thunder Mana Stone.

[Starting to feel the pressure, Host?] the system quipped, its tone infuriatingly smug. [Did you really think this would be a walk in the park? If it were that easy, someone else would've taken that stone long ago.]

Zeus clenched his teeth, fighting the urge to lash out at the system. Instead, he focused on the task at hand, his mind racing for a solution.

"This isn't working," he muttered to himself, his eyes darting between the approaching zombies. "There are too many of them. I need to target the spirit… But how can I kill it?"

The system's voice cut through his thoughts, its tone annoyingly firm. [For now, you cannot kill the spirit,] it stated, as if the answer were obvious.

Zeus growled in frustration, slashing through another wave of zombies with a vicious strike. "And why the hell not?" he demanded, his voice edged with anger.

[Because,] the system began, its tone condescendingly slow, as if explaining something to a child, [the Thunder Spirit is still inside the Thunder Mana Stone. And unless you're planning on smashing that precious stone to bits, which I doubt, you're out of luck.]

Zeus cursed under his breath, irritation flaring in his eyes. "Damn it, so I can't kill the spirit. What am I supposed to do, then? Just keep swatting these mindless drones?"

The system's voice oozed mockery as it replied, [Well, look at you, figuring it out all on your own. Yes, genius, that's exactly what you're going to do. Fight the thunder zombies until the Thunder Spirit decides to make its grand entrance.]

Zeus gritted his teeth, the urge to lash out at the system nearly overwhelming. "I don't enjoy playing defense," he growled, each word laced with frustration as he struck down another zombie with brutal efficiency.

[Oh, I know,] the system taunted, its voice filled with amusement. [But unless you've suddenly developed a death wish, you don't have much of a choice. You're stuck with these walking thunder rods until the spirit decides it's had enough of playing hard to get.]

Zeus let out a low, angry growl, redoubling his efforts as he hacked through the zombies with renewed ferocity. Each strike was fueled by his frustration, the desire to end this seemingly endless battle burning hotter with every moment.

But as the zombies continued to close in, their lifeless eyes glowing with thunder energy, Zeus knew that he had to hold on. He wasn't the type to back down, even when the odds were stacked against him. story-source-MvLeMpYr

"Damn it," he muttered again, his voice a mix of determination and rage as he prepared for the long fight ahead. He really hated the fact that the thunder zombies were too many and took a lot of his time.