The man with the shark's snout and dorsal fin crawled out of the wall, bare‑chested with nothing but a pair of briefs.
This was the Shark Fiend, Beam, famous for his shark head and chaotic energy. Beam could move through walls and floors with ease and briefly transform into his true Shark Devil form.
A massive tide of zombies surged toward him.
Beam bared his razor‑sharp teeth and shouted, "So many zombies! I'm gonna feast!!!"
With a feral roar, his head transformed into a five‑meter‑long shark head, full of rows of gnashing teeth. He tore through the horde, snapping the necks of zombies like they were twigs.
"Hahaha! I'm freakin' awesome!"
Beam swam and lunged through the flesh‑eating crowd, chomping and shredding anything in his path. Because he was a fiend, he couldn't be infected by zombie bites.
Suddenly, a heavy punch blasted Beam out of his shark form and sent him crashing into a wall.
"Ow, ow, ow! Mask guy, what the hell?!"
"Sorry, sorry! I thought you were a zombie, I swear!"
A figure in a white hood and plague‑doctor mask just walked casually through the horde, apologizing as if he'd bumped into someone in an alley.
This was the Violence Fiend, Galgali, a fiend whose strength rivaled that of many true devils. To keep his power in check, Public Safety made him wear a poison‑dispensing mask.
He strolled through the zombie horde with simple but devastating punches and kicks, each strike exploding a zombie into flesh and bone with brutal force.
"Miss over there, back up! If a zombie bites you, you become one too!" Galgali called out politely, despite being the Violence Fiend in name.
Not far off, a beautiful man with angelic wings and a halo stepped forward as though bored. This was the Angel Devil, Angel — handsome, eerie, and as lethal as he was lazy. His ability drained lifespan from anything he touched, and he could convert that stolen life into powerful weapons.
"Oh dear, my shoes got dirty. Zombies are disgusting," Angel muttered, casually ripping a zombie's head off and tossing it aside.
Nearby, a figure with a face hidden behind hair and eight spider‑like legs scythed through the zombies. This was the Spider Devil, Princi, as vicious and unsettling-looking as her name suggested.
Then Cael burst onto the scene.
Despite the chaos, nearly half the zombies in this garage had already been cut down by the fiends and devils. There had to have been over a hundred already dead — which meant at least four hundred more were still coming.
Cael winced — attribute points bleeding away fast — but he gathered himself.
When Sawatari Akane learned Public Safety was coming for her, she converted as many people as she could into zombies to buy time.
To maximize experience gains, Cael planned to clear this floor first — let the bottom deck act as bait while the upstairs floors had nowhere to run.
However, the others' zombie‑killing efficiency was insane. Too efficient for his own farming goals.
So Cael flashed his ID and stepped forward confidently.
"Everyone, listen up!"
"I am Cael, Devil Hunter of Special Division 4, and right now I'm the temporary commander of this battlefield! From now on, follow my orders! Stop wasting time killing these trash zombies! Save your power for what matters most! Go support Hayakawa Aki and Himeno to corner Sawatari Akane! Leave these worthless zombies to me!!!"
Beam snarled, baring his teeth. "Holy crap! Are you stupid? Even I wouldn't dare claim resistance against this many zombies, and you think you can?!"
Princi the Spider Devil just tilted her head with her mournful expression, giving no vocal reply.
Galgali pummeled two zombies to mush, rubbing his hands together. "Kid, better if we work together! Strength in numbers!"
Angel yawned lazily. "So I don't have to work? Sweet."
The zombies, drawn by Cael's Dark Water, converged on him like moths to flame.
Roar!
Cael unbuttoned his uniform with theatrical grit.
"I will prove my strength!"
He pulled down his collar and hooked a finger into the triangular pull‑cord on his chest.
The zombies lunged at him, piling into a mountain of writhing flesh.
"Hahaha, that's what you get for acting tough!" Beam laughed coldly.
Galgali hesitated before yelling, "Angel! He's in danger! Let's go save him!"
"I'm so freakin' tired…" Angel moaned.
Then — vroom!
A chainsaw's roar exploded from the pile of corpses.
Ding! Host has successfully killed 34 zombies and gained 34 attribute points!
Covered in gore, Chainsaw Man Cael emerged from the carnage.
"Zombies? They're all MINE!!!"
"Chainsaw?" Beam was confused at first, then his eyes went wide.
"Holy shit! No way! It is you! Chainsaw Boss!!!"
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