I Got Reincarnated as a Zombie Girl-Chapter 333 - 329 – The End That Never Comes

The explosion was not merely a sound. It was a vibration of concepts that swept across the ocean, causing the seawater on the surface to form gigantic waves that crashed onto the shore with blind fury. Sofia and Alicia felt it down to their bones, a tremor that made the air pulse, as if the world itself was struggling to breathe amid the chaos. In the distance, the horizon was illuminated by a thick black flash that was not light, but rather a living absence. It was the sign of Sylvia and Zha’gor’s battle growing closer to the peak of its madness, though Sofia knew, from her experience, that the end was still far away.

At the bottom of the ocean trench that now resembled an endless abyss, the fight continued with an intensity that surpassed imagination. The sea was no longer the battlefield; it had become a helpless victim, its currents swirling wildly like blood torn apart. The massive empty space that Zha’gor had created earlier now expanded to thousands of meters, forming a bubble of void in the deep ocean that should have been filled with deadly pressure. In the center of that bubble, Zha’gor’s body stood as the true primordial entity no longer humanoid, but a vortex layered with colliding times. Each layer was a different era: the outermost young and full of potential, the deepest decayed and filled with countless ends. Its core shone with a strange light, a mixture of birth and death, making the surrounding air tremble unstably.

Sylvia floated before it, her body enveloped in Death Flame that was now more than just fire; it was a layer of living darkness that clung perfectly, like a second skin that breathed. Her eyes were pitch black, without pupils, reflecting absolute death without mercy. Her level might only be 1 after evolving into Mortifera, but her terrifying stats HP reaching 119 million, VIT 59 million made her like an unshakable god of death. Her Sovereign Field expanded to 300 meters, clashing directly with Zha’gor’s domain, creating a pulsating boundary like an open wound in reality.

Zha’gor moved first in this new phase. "Do you think you can swallow my end?" its voice echoed from all layers of time at once, sounding young and old in a horrifying harmony. It raised a "hand" that was now thousands of conceptual lines of beginning and end, condensing them into a primordial spear. The spear was not a physical weapon; it was a line that forced anything it touched to "begin and end" in an instant. With one thrust, the spear shot toward Sylvia, piercing space at a speed beyond light because it did not move, but rather "already existed" along its path.

Sylvia did not dodge. Death Step – Eternal Mirage activated, granting her limitless invincibility for 3 seconds that could be repeated. Her body vanished momentarily, reappearing right behind the spear, then touching it with Reaper Claw – Mortis Form. The absolute death claw touched the spear, and the concept of beginning-end within it cracked like glass struck from inside. The spear did not shatter; it "died" before reaching its own end, crumbling into conceptual dust that vanished into the void.

Zha’gor smiled an odd expression on its vortex form. "Good. But the end is not a single line." It unleashed a second attack: thousands of shadows of ends appeared at once, no longer fragments of Sylvia’s future, but ends of everything that had ever touched her. There were ends of the sea creatures destroyed earlier, ends of collapsing coral, ends of extinguished light all condensed into a wave assaulting Sylvia’s Sovereign Field. The wave was not a physical attack; it forced Sylvia’s death to "end" as well, trying to erode the Death Flame from its roots.

Sylvia felt it. The Death Flame pulsed a warning, small cracks appearing in its layers for the first time. But the Mortifera Core in her chest, the passive that made her unable to die unless her soul core was absolutely destroyed, pulsed back, drawing power from Queen’s Flesh III that regenerated 500,000 HP per second. She activated Infectious Devour II, turning her body into a field of death infection that devoured souls and bodies without contact. Zha’gor’s wave of ends touched the field and... was devoured. Every end was consumed, transformed into fuel for the Death Flame, making her death fire even denser.

"Your concept relies too much on sequence," Sylvia said softly, her voice drowned in the rumble of the void. She stepped forward, Chains of Abyss coiling through the air like living serpents. Chain Technique – Form 5: Abyss Crucifix. The pitch-black chains pierced Zha’gor’s time layers, creating a sigil field that sealed regeneration and divine interference. The chains did not just bind the body; they bound the concepts of beginning and end, forcing them to collide within itself.

Zha’gor writhed. Its outermost layer collapsed, the young era vanishing in an instant, causing its body to shrink slightly. But it was a primordial one of the oldest gods of this world, controlling the foundations of reality. It drew a breath (or its equivalent), then unleashed "The Beginning That Rejects the End." The entire void bubble spun in reverse, creating a conceptual loop where every attack from Sylvia was "restarted" before reaching the target. The Abyss Crucifix chains that had already pierced it suddenly returned to their original position, as if they had never moved. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Sylvia frowned a rare expression on her usually impassive face. She activated Dominion Lock – Absolute, locking the area up to 1 km, preventing teleportation or evasion. But Zha’gor’s loop was not evasion; it was a reversal of concept. She felt the pressure: her 51 million MP began draining faster, though High-MP regeneration recovered 100,000 per second. She unleashed Phantom Bloom III multidimensional death flowers bloomed in every corner of the loop, black petals touching Zha’gor’s conceptual lines and consuming them. Each flower did not just bloom in space; it bloomed in the colliding times, forcing the loop to crack from within.

The second clash made the void bubble shudder. Shockwaves swept upward, creating a massive whirlpool on the ocean surface visible from the shore. Zha’gor was thrown back in its vortex form, its middle layers cracking, revealing a deeper core. "Interesting... you are not ordinary death. You are death that rejects sequence." It countered by condensing its core, creating a "Primordial Point" a small sphere containing all beginnings and ends it had controlled since the world’s birth. The sphere exploded outward, not as an energy blast, but as a spread of concepts forcing everything around it to "repeat" in an endless cycle.

Sylvia was trapped in that cycle. Her body moved forward, but suddenly returned to its original position. Her Death Flame pulsed, trying to break through, but the cycle forced her own death to "restart." Larger cracks appeared in her Sovereign Field. She activated Eclipse Rend III, a dimensional slash that erased layers of existential defense. The slash pierced the cycle, cutting the primordial sphere from its roots, but at a high cost: her 7 million AGI made her fast, but Zha’gor’s cycle slowed her movement by a fraction of a second.

Zha’gor exploited that gap. It launched a third attack: "The Inevitable End." Thousands of conceptual hands emerged from its vortex, each touching a different part of Sylvia’s body. Each touch forced an "end" on her stats; her 5 million STR began to decline, her VIT shaken. But Undead Commander – Dominion and Deathborne Tolerance – Absolute made her immune to debuffs below cosmic rank. The touches were not debuffs; they were primordial concepts, equal or higher level.

Sylvia let out a soft scream not from pain, but from absolute rage. She fully released Death Aura, her Sovereign Field expanding and forcing her law of death to become absolute in the area. Every conceptual hand that touched her collapsed, consumed before implanting an end. Then she activated Original Skill: Chain Technique – Final Form: UNIFICATION. But Sylvia did not use it as usual, which unified hundreds of chains into one; she only used the buff from activating the skill. All stats boosted 600% for 90 seconds HP surging to hundreds of millions, STR over 32 million, everything exploding. 30-minute cooldown, but in this moment, it was enough.

With the new power, Sylvia charged into Zha’gor’s vortex. Her fist, wrapped in Reaper Claw and Death Flame, struck the core. The impact created a new crater on the ocean floor, causing the trench to collapse deeper. Zha’gor was split in half, its layers scattering like dry leaves, but it rose again as a primordial, it was not easy to kill. "Not yet," it muttered, its voice now weak but full of determination.

Behind the increasingly fragile folds of space, Minthe continued to watch. Her eyes narrowed, calculating every change. "Soon," she whispered. "That gap... is getting closer."

The battle continued, growing fiercer. Sylvia pressed with Nether Branches – Abyssal, branches of the death world piercing Zha’gor’s reality. It countered by forcing time to collide harder, creating small multiversal cracks. The sea roared, the world trembled, and the end was still far from sight.