I Got Reincarnated as a Zombie Girl - Chapter 250

Chapter 250: Chapter 247 – Flames That Enclose the Tower of Echoes
The faint creak of wood echoed as Sylvia lowered herself once more into the large velvet-lined chair. The pale blue torches fixed along the walls of her study flickered faintly, their shadows dancing against cold stone. She pulled the thin mantle tighter over her shoulders and exhaled slowly.

Lately, vigilance has become her very breath. Every report, every movement of the Church’s ships, every subtle tremor from the gate to the underworld each demanded her constant attention. Even the black chains drifting around her body seemed heavier now, as though they too absorbed the tension that never fully eased.

“…exhausting,” she murmured softly.

She lifted a small black cup from the desk. A thin wisp of steam still rose from the tea inside. She sipped slowly, letting the warmth travel down her throat, easing some of the knots coiled tight in her mind.

But only a few seconds of quiet passed before something shifted.

The air in the room grew warmer not from fire or her own magic, but as if touched by a foreign presence. The torchlight shivered more violently, as if afraid. And then, from the empty air, a woman with long green hair appeared, slipping through the seams of reality itself.

Sylvia’s crimson pupils narrowed. “You again.”

A faint smile curved across the woman’s lips. Her green hair rippled as if stirred by a breeze that wasn’t there. The aura that surrounded her wasn’t destructive power, but something deeper, older than the very pulse of the world itself. She was the world’s avatar, an unseen guardian who was more often burdened than offered answers.

“I don’t have much time,” her voice was gentle yet heavy, as if each word was bound by law itself. “There is a place beyond your sight. The Church has established a camp there, exploiting a breach that should have been sealed.”

Sylvia leaned back, fingers tapping lightly on the side of her cup. “Where?”

“The Tower of Echoes.”

Sylvia’s eyes narrowed further.

“They are using inter-dungeon teleportation circles,” the avatar continued. “Such routes should be impossible for ordinary humans. Yet somehow, they’ve found a way.”

Sylvia’s tone was cold. “So you only come to deliver bad news?”

The avatar gazed at her for a long moment, her stare like a blank mirror. “You must handle it. If the Church secures the Tower of Echoes, they could open a direct route into the heart of the island. I cannot aid you beyond this.”

And just like that, her form dissolved. The green hair vanished, the warm aura receded, leaving the room colder than before.

Silence.

Sylvia clicked her tongue, the sound sharp against the stone walls. “Tch. She gives me missions, yet never any help. Annoying.”

She raised her hand, black chains whispering through the air with her movement. Her crimson pupils glimmered faintly, and without hesitation she vanished.

…..

Void Step.

In an instant her body pierced through folded space. The world spun in black shadows, then split open again depositing her far from the castle, before a towering structure on the island’s western edge.

The Tower of Echoes.

From the outside it looked abandoned. Yet Sylvia sensed otherwise. Her aura swept through the ruins, slipping past cracked walls, probing deeper. The faint heartbeats of hundreds pulsed within not zombies, not dark races, but humans. Many of them, descending floor by floor.

“The Church’s troops…” she whispered.

She could picture it clearly: soldiers descending deeper, battling the dungeon’s monsters while inscribing teleportation circles at key points. They sought to seize the tower from within, turning it into a hidden gateway for invasion.

Sylvia raised her hand. Her crimson pupils gleamed.

Nether Flame.

Bluish-purple fire erupted, spreading across the ground and trees surrounding the tower. It was no ordinary fire, but a death-flame that refused to die out. She moved her hand like a painter stroking a canvas. Within moments, a vast circle of flame encircled the Tower of Echoes, a sea of fire spiraling with unnatural light.

The earth blackened, the air trembled, and the fire danced without sound leaving behind only an oppressive aura that warned all to keep away.

Sylvia regarded her work with a flat expression. “Even if they descend, they won’t be able to leave. These flames die only at my command.”

She stepped closer, the hem of her black gown whispering over the frozen ground, now cracked from the Nether Flame’s heat.

The eerie fire still pulsed faintly in the air as she turned back to the tower. The bluish-purple ring swirled perfectly, choking the air around the Tower of Echoes into an absolute barrier.

“I think this is enough for now,” she muttered.

Her gown stirred softly, and in the next moment her body vanished into a whirl of shadows.

…..

Void Step.

Space folded, then released her back into her study. The faint aroma of warm tea still lingered, as if welcoming her return. She walked slowly to her chair and lowered herself into it with a languid motion.

“…too much running around lately.”

She reached for the black kettle on the desk, pouring golden liquid into her cup. Steam curled up, painting a mist across her face. Calmly, she took a sip, letting its warmth slip down her throat and loosen her taut nerves.

Yet her thoughts were far from calm. Resting her chin against her fingers, she whispered, “It’s been a while… since I checked myself.”

With a single thought, black-blue light shrouded her eyes. An illusory screen unfolded before her own status.

[STATUS – SYLVIA HORTENSIA]

Name: Sylvia Hortensia

Race: Lunabris (Rank 5 – Special Superior Zombie)

Element: Death, Nether Wood, Nether Flame

Level: 60 / 200

STATS

HP: 2,600,000 / 2,600,000

MP: 1,420,000 / 1,420,000

STR: 215,000

VIT: 2,600,000

INT: 540,000

AGI: 520,000

LUK: 1,000,000

ACTIVE SKILLS

~ Infectious Bite (20/20) – Maxed

Deadly bite with advanced-level poison.

~ Venom Reaper Claw (70/80)

Claws dripping with virulent poison, spreading chain infection to wide areas.

~ Eclipse Piercing (60/80)

Instant attack with dual physical and magical penetration.

~ Death Aura (20/15) – Over Maxed

Radius expands to 50 meters; slows, weakens, and corrodes enemies.

~ Appraisal (20/20) – Maxed

Perfectly reads and evaluates enemy strength.

~ Deadlock Field (Max)

Seals a 30-meter radius for 30 seconds; only zombies and death-element users move freely.

~ Phantom Bloom (Max)

Nether flowers explode in chained sequences with lethal spread.

~ Death Step Mirage (Max)

Shadow movement with up to 10 seconds of invincibility.

SPELLS

~ Void Steps (40/20) – Over Maxed

Long-distance void movement up to 100 km, MP cost halved.

~ Gravebind (Rank 10 – Maxed)

Binds up to 10 enemies simultaneously at 3,500 MP cost.

~ Nether Branches (Rank 7)

Summons endless branches that drain and harden with death essence.

~ Flame Ball (Rank 15)

Rapid-fire fireballs with chain explosions.

~ Decay Rain (Over Rank)

45-second rain, 20,000 HP damage per second.

~ Oblivion Roots (Rank 15)

Roots that drain life, immobilize, spread corruption.

~ Entropic Grasp (Rank 5)

Death hand with corrosive decay, crippling enemy power.

~Shadow Veil (Enhanced)

Dense dark mist cloaks her army, 30 minutes of invisibility.

~ Soul Chain (Evolved)

Direct control of 1,000 zombies, links stronger than ever.

PASSIVES

~ Killing Stroke (Max 20 Stack): +20 AGI/kill.

~ Queen Flesh (80/80 – Maxed): HP regen 50,000/second.

~ High MP-Regeneration (Evolved) (10/60): MP regen 40,000/min.

~ Toxic Affinity (Max): Poison/decay/wound +70%.

~ Blood Instinct (Max 10): +25% to all stats when bloodied.

~ Soul Resonance (Perfect): Absolute sync with zombie souls.

~ Deathborne Tolerance (Max): +80% debuff/holy resist.

~ Undead Commander’s Presence (1 km radius): +70% stats to all controlled zombies.

ORIGINAL SKILL: CHAIN TECHNIQUE

~ Form 1: Binding – 50-meter restraint.

~ Form 2: Shield – Absolute chain shield, lasts 90 seconds.

~ Form 3: Death Spiral – Spiral chains drain HP & MP massively.

~ Form 4: Guillotine Blossom – Thorn chains with poison + mental trauma.

~ Final Form: UNIFICATION – All stats +600% for 90 sec. Cooldown: 30 min.

EQUIPMENT

~ Dress of Death (Evolved) – +200% Death magic, +400% physical resistance.

~ Chains of Abyss (Evolved) – Living weapon of infinite forms.

~ Black Crystal Earrings (Evolved) – +30% INT/VIT, passive MP regen, mental shield.

~ Rapier of Night (Evolved) – Dimensional piercing, space manipulation.

~ Agility Ring (Evolved) – +30% AGI, faster reflexes.

~ Black Stockings (Cursed) – Enhances allure, charm vs intelligent foes.

~ Black Gloves (Indestructible) – Boosts chain destruction.

~ Abyssal Regalia (Evolved) – Bolsters stat capacity up to 200,000 zombies.

TITLES

~ Reincarnated

~ First Evolution

~ Second Evolution

~ Third Evolution

~ Fourth Evolution

~ Fifth Evolution

~ Queen of Zombies

~ Blessing of the Goddess of Life and Death (Persephone)

~ Arcana of Death

~ Supreme Chain Mistress

Sylvia stared at the illusory screen for a long while. The crimson light of her eyes shimmered faintly, reflecting a status far beyond anything else on the island.

“…level sixty,” she murmured. “Didn’t even notice.”

She took another sip of tea, a faint smile tugging at her lips. Sylvia closed the status screen with a single wave of her hand. The black-blue light faded, leaving only the cold stone surface of the desk.

She leaned back in her chair, fingers tapping lightly against the handle of her cup. Thin steam still rose from the tea, filling the air of her study with a faint, calming fragrance. Yet behind that calm, her thoughts never stopped turning.

“My level rose quickly… but that doesn’t mean the threats have lessened.” Her voice was soft, almost like a whisper to herself.