This—
This was the true combat form of the Black Light Virus.
Not just a mutation, but a deadly evolution—an extension of its destructive potential.
With each level increase, the Black Light Virus had already boosted Novak's agility by 340 points.
And now, after transforming into Claw Form, his agility was further enhanced by another 170 points.
The result?
Unparalleled speed. Unmatched lethality.
And that wasn't all.
The raw power of this form was astonishing, but what truly made it terrifying was its sharpness.
To test it, Novak did something extravagant—
He exchanged his World Secret Realm Contribution Points for a B-rank nano-armor.
Then, without hesitation—
He flung it into the air.
WHOOSH!
His claws flashed.
In the blink of an eye—
A sharp black arc cut through the sky.
SLASH!
The B-rank armor was torn apart midair—as if it were nothing more than paper.
It didn't even get the chance to resist.
The sheer sharpness of the Black Light Claws was absolute.
Yet—
Novak was still unsatisfied.
Yes, the claws were sharp, but they still weren't enough.
Not for him.
After all, he had nothing else now—only the evolution of the damn Black Light Virus.
And with each Biochemical Disaster upgrade, his evolution points could now push things even further—
Unlocking abilities he had long desired.
Like this one.
[Claw Form Skill – Ground Thorn]
Requirement: Must be in Claw Form
Effect: After activating Claw Form, plunge them into the ground to summon devastating spikes from below.
Power Scaling: Scales with personal attributes.
Activation Cost: 200 Evolution Points
200 evolution points.
Even for someone as rich in evolution points as Novak, this was a painful expense.
But points weren't meant to be hoarded.
It was meant to be used.
And so, he did not hesitate.
The evolution points dissolved, transforming into a surge of pure power.
The energy coursed through Novak's claws, merging seamlessly—
No visible change. No dramatic transformation.
But he could feel it.
Something new had awakened.
To test it, Novak jumped high into the air.
Then—he struck.
BOOM!
His razor-sharp claws slammed into the ground—
And in the next moment—
The earth erupted.
Within a 30-meter radius, the earth split apart.
A forest of jagged black-red spikes shot up from the asphalt, piercing through everything—
Zombies. Buildings. Debris.
Nothing was spared.
The zombies caught in the blast were impaled instantly—lifted high into the air, skewered like grotesque human-sized skewers.
The spikes shot upwards, reaching a height of over 20 meters, forming an impassable wall of death.
The sheer violence of it all was breathtaking.
Then, as suddenly as they had appeared—
The spikes vanished.
Novak calmly withdrew his claws from the ground, and in an instant, everything returned to normal.
As if it had all been—
An illusion.
Novak's Sharp Claw Form faded as he deactivated the ability.
Without hesitation, he activated the Cosmic Will—
A single gold coin was spent.
And in the next instant—
His figure vanished.
When he reappeared, he was in another city.
Novak understood one simple truth—
Skills meant nothing without prey.
To fully test his new abilities, he needed targets.
This city, like most in the Biochemical Zombie World, was vast and desolate—
With ruined streets, abandoned buildings, and the ever-present growls of zombies echoing in the distance.
But just as he landed on the rooftop of a nearby building, he froze.
Because this time—
He saw something unusual.
It wasn't just zombies.
Amidst the chaos, at a street corner below, there were people—
Not survivors, but Evolutionaries.
A confrontation was unfolding between them and the zombies.
Evolutionaries…?
Novak had teleported through countless cities, yet he had never encountered other evolutionaries before.
Now, just as he arrived to test his Claw Form and Ground Thorn ability—
He found them.
Three men and one woman—
A standard four-person evolutionary team.
Without hesitation, he activated the Eye of Peeping Secrets.
Instantly, information flooded his mind—
[Mayene] (Faeloria Country Camp) – Level 11
[Joney] (Faeloria Country Camp) – Level 11
[Mirown] (Faeloria Country Camp) – Level 10
[Hasong] (Faeloria Country Camp) – Level 10
Four people.
And all of them were from the Faeloria Country camp.
Novak frowned.
He had initially planned to eliminate evolutionaries from rival camps—
But these four…
They are from the same camp.
Killing them served no purpose.
Why waste his energy?
With that thought, Novak didn't hesitate any longer.
He jumped.
Descending from the rooftop—
Like a black streak of light, he slammed into the ground below.
BOOM!
The impact shook the entire street, sending shockwaves outward.
Even the zombies froze for a moment—
Their rotting brains struggled to comprehend what had just happened.
For so long, they had wandered this city with no fresh prey in sight.
Yet suddenly—
One after another, food was appearing.
And now—
Something had fallen from the sky.
For a brief second, the horde hesitated.
Then, instinct took over.
They turned to him.
To them, compared to the four evolutionaries in the distance, this new arrival was…
Far more appetizing.
Of course, the zombies didn't understand.
They didn't understand that this falling figure had not only survived the impact, but had also blown away the surrounding zombies with sheer force alone.
But the four evolutionaries watching from a distance—
They understood.
And in that moment, they froze in shock.
Their eyes locked onto the terrifying man who had just landed in the middle of the zombie horde.
One of the two young men leading the group suddenly stiffened—
As if recognizing something.
His gaze shifted, taking in the man's face, his stance, his unmistakable presence.
His expression changed from shock—
To realization.
To excitement.
And in the next moment—
Before anyone could even react—
Novak moved.