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As Shi Laonian's fist descended, the massive Zombie slowly began to appear transparent, a tremendous force reverberating within its body, turning all its bones, muscles, and organs into a gruesome pulp.
In that instant, Zheng Yifan glimpsed the interior of the colossal Zombie. It resembled a Hive, filled with countless egg-like structures hanging inside the Zombie's body. Although many of the nutrient tubes had been destroyed, remnants of them still showed no liquid inside.
This Zombie had exhausted all its strength; otherwise, it would never have been so brutally beaten by Shi Laonian. It was a type of Zombie akin to an Aircraft Carrier, designed to carry numerous Zombies into battle. After enduring a long winter and finally accumulating some subordinates, it had lost them all. Coupled with the fact that all its emergency nutrients had been consumed in a great fire, it ultimately met its demise.
Meanwhile, Shi Laonian had already been summoned back by Wu Yingzhou through a spell. On the ground lay the Zombie Crystal from the Mutated Zombie, a crystal clear gem pulsating with green energy.
Unlike ordinary Zombie Crystal s, Zheng Yifan's Time-Space Barrier did not recognize this Zombie Crystal and completely rejected it.
Clearly, this was no longer pure Vital Energy; it could not be absorbed by the Time-Space Barrier.
The battle continued unabated. The death of the massive Zombie seemed to signal a turning point, causing drastic changes across the battlefield. Although there were only millions of Zombies—an unfathomable number—the two sides in this war were not ancient warriors but Superpowered Individuals fighting against Zombies. This was a massacre and a contest of numbers; if the Zombies could breach their defenses, they would win. The Superpowered Individuals, particularly the Flame Legion warriors, not only had to hold the walls but also eliminate these invaders.
Now, those Zombies launched an all-out assault. Their numbers had already dwindled by over a million. The Firearm Esper's Machine Guns unleashed a torrent of bullets—over ten million rounds fired—forming mountains of spent cartridges on the ground. These bullets had become lethal instruments claiming Zombie lives.
The depletion of ammunition was inconsequential since they could recover bullets from the battlefield. They weren't using Post-Apocalypse ammunition but solid rounds. What they fired were not just single projectiles; they packed more power and greater penetration, striking Zombies with even more ferocity.
The ground was nearly covered with bullet casings; once the battle concluded, cleaning up would be an arduous task.
The battlefield underwent significant changes due to the death of the colossal Zombie.
With an all-out offensive underway, everyone shared a singular thought: those Zombies had gone mad. The massive Zombie was formidable among its kind; even Leader Zombies struggled against it.
But now? The giant Zombie lay dead—a calamity among Zombies. They were terrified and thus became frantic.
They would stop at nothing to eradicate any threats to their existence.
They absolutely could not allow any beings that posed a threat to their fragile lives to exist in this world, for it would lead to unimaginable destruction.
They did not want such a future to unfold. Therefore, they abandoned every Zombie they could afford to lose.
There were millions of Ordinary Zombies, tens of thousands of Second-Level Zombies, and hundreds of Third-Stage Zombies.
The mutated zombies were ordinary in appearance, yet they were incredibly strong, their endless power almost irresistible.
The sheer number of Zombies was staggering and filled one with despair.
This was going to be a tough battle. There would be no luck involved, only a fight to the death. Zheng Yifan never expected that the battle would begin so soon.
The Zombies were terrifying. Their immense strength instilled fear, but there was nothing to be done; humanity and Zombies were eternal enemies, with no possibility of reconciliation.
Only death awaited.
"Kill!" Wu Yingzhou was the first to charge forward, his eyes swollen and filled with a murderous intent.
He wanted nothing more than for all those Zombies to die, for that was the only hope for humanity's survival.
Wu Yingzhou had witnessed countless battles at the Han Sui City Gathering Place, always as an observer.
But now, he was about to engage in real combat, and compared to the playful skirmishes before, this was far grander and more monumental.
This might be the day the Hope Gathering Place was buried, yet all the warriors displayed a fierce determination in their eyes. Suddenly, Zombie Crystal s began to rise from the ground in large quantities. At the moment when the Zombies experienced a brief pause, all the later members started collecting Zombie Crystal s en masse, gathering their spoils.
The battle seemed to have come to a halt—if one ignored the Zombies thousands of meters away.
All formations began to reorganize. The warriors on the walls took this rare opportunity to consume some nutritional supplements.
Energy Bars became the best food; there was no time for lavish meals because right in front of them were the advancing ranks of Zombies.
Those Firearm Espers even chewed on Energy Bars that their comrades had shoved into their mouths, chewing vigorously.
Their hands never ceased, only able to pull the trigger, unleashing fierce bullets and rage to take down those decaying Zombies, leaving them tattered and ugly after a winter of struggle.
The warriors continued their slaughter, a frenzied killing that seemed never-ending. The life of a Zombie was remarkably resilient; even when riddled with countless bullets, they could still survive—unless their grotesque heads were destroyed.
They were all Sharpshooters, yet it was impossible for every bullet to eliminate an enemy; that was merely an exaggerated fantasy.
Each Superpowered Individual was once the greatest Sharpshooter before the apocalypse. They aimed their Muzzles at the heads of Zombies, swiftly sweeping across the battlefield, their minds already memorizing the attack routes of each Zombie. Their heads were their Military Medals.
Behind them, thousands of super high-definition cameras manufactured by the Apocalyptic World recorded the entire battlefield. Even at night, these cameras perfectly displayed the situation on the battlefield. This was the only evidence for assessing the warriors' Military Merit. No one knew exactly how many Zombies they had killed; their hands had grown weary from the slaughter, but these cameras would faithfully document every detail of the war. Later, special Superpowered Individuals from the Logistics Department would tally up the total Military Merit earned on the battlefield.
These Superpowered Individuals possessed unimaginable Superpowers; they could analyze and record each person's achievements as if using analytical tools in software.
However, they were merely human brains.
"Roar!" The Zombies were closing in on the battle line, roaring madly. Every ounce of strength within each Zombie was unleashed as the hidden Leader Zombie continuously issued commands, resembling a well-organized army forming a complete battle formation.
Yet their formation was not meant for slaughtering opponents on the battlefield; instead, it divided all levels of Zombies into batches for Siege.
Low-level Zombies served as cannon fodder, charging to the front to become stepping stones for other Zombies. Behind them were Second-Level Zombies, followed by Third-Stage Zombies.
Occasionally, Fourth-Stage Zombies hid among the Third-Stage Zombies.
The two types of Zombies did not exhibit significant changes in size or obvious physical characteristics; however, their tails became increasingly lethal.
But the most formidable were those Mutated Zombies. The destructive power of Mutated Zombies transcended reason and was always what Zheng Yifan needed to be most cautious about.
At that moment, Wu Yingzhou's two avatars had already engaged with the Zombies. Ordinary Zombies around him were merely swatted away by his four hands. He saw Zombie Crystal s flying into the air only to fall again, followed by a Zombie's demise. He lacked powerful area-of-effect attacks but executed each move meticulously; each Zombie was eliminated with precision—one strike to take down one target before focusing on the next.
His ultimate target was those Second-Level Zombies. These Second-Level Zombies posed a significant threat to Superpowered Individuals, but clearly stood no chance against Wu Yingzhou.
Unfortunately, Wu Yingzhou's manifestation has its limits. Within a certain distance, it can appear instantly, but beyond that, it must move on its own.
Currently, Wu Yingzhou's manifestation is charging directly towards the Second-Level Zombie located in the Second Squad.
This information was relayed to Zheng Yifan by Zhou Rui while he was in mid-air. From his vantage point on the Rui Guan City Wall, he could only see the Low-Level Zombies, an endless horde of them surging forward like madmen. Even when flames erupted from the ground in certain areas, they charged through without hesitation.
Even if they were engulfed in flames, they continued their assault. Their target was beneath the Rui Guan City Wall, and at the spots where fire spewed forth, some Zombies would devour each other, evolving into those plump Zombies that lunged eagerly toward the flames.
These Green Fatties were the primary targets for the Firearm Esper, who would eliminate these Zombies at first sight.
However, there were too many Zombies; some always slipped through the cracks. If ten couldn't make it, then a hundred would; if a hundred couldn't make it, then a thousand would. The methods of the Zombies were always so straightforward.
Amidst the horde of Zombies, Wu Yingzhou's manifestation continued to maneuver and advance towards the Second-Level Zombie.
Li Ning was already on high alert. The Psychic Weapon in his hand was compressing the power of the raging winds. Once the Zombies entered a certain range, a storm would surely ensue.
Tian Ye had also taken action early on. This time his target was different; he aimed for those Low-Level Zombies with widespread destruction in mind. He didn't need to move because the Zombies would come crashing into him.
A multitude of lightning flashes danced around him, coalescing into Spherical Lightning that floated beside him. His entire body slowly hovered in mid-air, forming a humanoid figure made entirely of lightning. Then these bolts began to fly off into the distance, heading toward where the Zombies would inevitably prioritize their attack next.
At the city gate of Rui Pass.
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