บททั้งหมดของ The Endgame Chronicles: บทที่ 761 - บทที่ 770

A051's expression turned heavy the moment Hayley pressed her. She frowned deeply. "You shouldn't be asking about this."Hayley held her gaze. "Do you remember what Winona told you? She almost got taken and turned into livestock. You probably haven't seen it, but there's already a full-blown market out there selling human meat in the open."A051 trembled at that."The whole world's been torn apart by the zombie virus. If it weren't for that, you wouldn't have been separated from Winona. She wouldn't have almost ended up like that either. How long are you planning to keep their secrets?"A051 stood stiffly, then finally spoke, her voice tight. "You really want to know?""Just say it."She let out a long sigh. "The Sovereign Academy isn't just some academy. There's a massive organization behind it."Hayley's eyes lit up. "Is it the Ascendant Creed?""You've heard of Ascendant Creed?" A051 looked genuinely shocked."A little. They're basically the Sovereign Academy, right?""No

"I want to know the full extent of this test subject's potential!"The man's voice trembled, excitement running straight through him.Hayley's strength had him shaking to his core.This was beyond anything anyone had expected, beyond anything anyone had imagined could emerge from the apocalypse. Hayley was a once-in-a-lifetime prodigy, the perfect test subject."Make her show everything she's got. No holding back!"He rose to his feet, eyes locked on the warship pulling away. The access card hanging from his chest was different from the others; it was black and gold.At its center were two sharp, gleaming letters: SS.Hayley's warship cut through the water, heading toward her league.On deck, Susan stood frozen, staring at the crowd gathered around Hayley as they rapidly reported updates.From their conversation, she realized these people were running a massive league.Its base was in Aecraton, an entire city already under their control.What…Susan looked at Hayley, shoc

The next day…The skies were clear, the sun blazing.A line of warships cut across the open sea, dark and imposing."Listen up, Ascendant Creed! This is Hayley, from the Haylight League."Hand over my aunt, alive and unharmed. I'm not negotiating terms. Give Aunt Ruby back, and we can talk. Refuse, and I will wipe the Sovereign Academy off the map today."If you so much as lay a finger on her, I swear on my name, Haylight League will rain fire on every one of your branches! The Sovereign Academy, the Sovereign Research Institute, Sovereign Industries, the Sovereign Legion, all of it. Including Ascendant Creed itself."I'll bury every last one of you with her!"Her voice blasted through the airwaves and into a conference room.A man with an SS insignia pinned to his chest listened, his eyes lighting up with growing excitement.Hayley's words echoed again and again across the island as her fleet crept closer, inch by inch.Still, not a single reply came from the other side."H

Griffin was the kind of person people couldn't stand.Because he saw right through you.He joked around, acted loose, and was never serious on the surface. But behind all that, he caught every shift in emotion, every flicker of thought. He was too sharp, too perceptive.If he wanted to, there wasn't a single person he couldn't read."You're the same," Hayley said."Yeah," Griffin replied with a crooked smile. "Guess we are similar."They were both the kind of people who cared too much about family, and neither of them had ever had a good one. Perhaps when you grew up in something broken, you held onto even the smallest piece of warmth like it was everything."Go," Griffin said again, "and take me with you."This time, Hayley smiled. "Alright."Just like that, the weight on her shoulders seemed to lift.Ascendant Creed? What the hell were they supposed to be?She had already crushed the Sovereign Academy.The Sovereign Research Institute, Sovereign Industries, the Sovereign

The helicopter lifted off again.The noise drew the horde below."Raarh! Raarh!"Zombies surged toward the building, snarling and howling, bodies pressing in from every direction.The structure under Hayley's feet was only about ten stories tall. Around it, rows of low-rise buildings packed in tight, most of them no higher than that, with barely any space between them.Fairfield had grown on the back of chemical plants. The economy wasn't bad, but the housing hadn't kept up. Most of the money stayed in the hands of factory owners. The workers flooding in couldn't afford homes nearby, and developers barely bothered with this area.So the place was full of old, self-built apartments that were six or seven stories, stacked as high as they could legally go.They were meant for workers passing through.The building Hayley stood on was mixed-use. It had shops below and apartments above. The exterior walls were covered in faded ads about cheap tablets, prepaid phone plans, snacks, qui