Sacrifice Your Teammates to Heaven, and Your Magic Knows No Bounds! (Second Update) / Gungnir (Third Update-Please Recommend!)

Kevin raised the wristwatch they used to locate one another. With a grief-stricken roar, he yanked out a parachute from beneath his seat and hurriedly strapped it on.

"Isn't Toko City International Airport still under control? Why not set it as the landing point?"

Although Alice was somewhat confused, her hands showed no hesitation as she pulled out her parachute.

The commander looked around at the bewildered faces surrounding him and nearly burst into tears.

"With you people around, this thing will never make it to Toko City International Airport."

Just as everyone failed to understand what Kevin meant and froze for a moment, dozens of Amethyst Thorns shot up from the ground.

Barry had once served in the United States Air Force, and his piloting skills were first-rate.

But under the assault of Amethyst Thorns flying at missile-like speeds, the helicopter's rotor and tail were severed one after another in barely five minutes.

Everyone's faces turned pale as they immediately followed the commander and jumped out through the cabin door.

White parachutes blossomed in the sky, drifting off with the wind to unknown destinations.

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Teammates Sacrificed to Heaven, Boundless Power!

In Toko City, the Black Hawk helicopter trailing black smoke was sliced into pieces by flying purplish-red crystal thorns before it even reached the ground.

Unexpectedly, the parachutes did not seem to suffer any further attacks from those thorns, so their airdrop went relatively smoothly.

However, the Toko City residents "welcoming" their guests below seemed a little too enthusiastic.

Kevin watched the zombies drawn by the noise gather densely around his landing point. He immediately slashed through his parachute cords with his dagger and leaped toward a relatively open rooftop.

After using a tactical roll to disperse most of the impact, Kevin dropped to one knee, pulled the lightweight MP5 from his chest, and burst-fired seven or eight approaching zombies in the head.

Damn it! Some electromagnetic interference was still active! He couldn't complete the positioning for now!

Standing on the balcony and looking over the devastated cityscape, Kevin could only pray inwardly for his scattered teammates.

Still, those monsters all seemed tougher than cockroaches. He should worry about himself first.

The commander opened the preloaded electronic map, roughly confirmed his location from the surrounding scenery, then began sorting through his thoughts.

Toko City bordered Tokyo and had a dense population of roughly five hundred thousand, nearly five times that of Raccoon City.

After the crisis erupted, only around one hundred thousand people had escaped in succession.

Even if the infection rate had been limited during the early stage of the outbreak, this damned place still had at least a hundred thousand zombies!

So, eliminating the crisis throughout the entire city was simply unrealistic.

At present, the most reasonable course was to uncover the truth behind the outbreak and eradicate the source of infection!

Therefore, while taking Leon's passive trait as a "vehicle nemesis" into account, Kevin formulated a corresponding solo combat plan.

The squad would split up, gather intelligence from the marked key areas, then advance toward Toko City Airport and rendezvous there before proceeding step by step.

If possible, each person should try to blend into a survivor group or establish a survival camp, select trustworthy people, and gather at the destination together.

The "teammate killer" was not omnipotent either. It seemed that only when they had teammates available to screw over could they maximize their own safety.

As they said, sacrifice teammates to Heaven, and your power would know no bounds!

Everyone, go recruit more underlings. With cannon fodder around, your survival rates would rise dramatically.

Naturally, he would not tell these companions, who could more or less be considered members of the good side, about his malicious intentions. He did not want his subordinates burdened with unnecessary psychological pressure.

The world had never been fair, and lives were not of equal weight.

Next, it was time to run!

The horde of zombies drawn by the noise in the stairwell smashed through the door leading to the rooftop and surged forward like sharks smelling blood.

These Toko City zombies seemed somewhat different...

Their joints were flexible, their bodies relatively intact, and dense purplish-red vein-like patterns showed beneath their grayish-white skin.

With every movement the zombies made, those purplish-red patterns on their skin flickered in and out, as though serving as hearts or nerves.

After firing several shots, the dull gunfire made the commander's expression change slightly. Their muscle and bone density seemed to be increasing as well. In some places, even MP5 bullets could not penetrate them.

Seeing that he could not control the situation, Kevin decisively chose to retreat. With a series of agile climbing and parkour movements, the commander crossed two rooftops in succession.

But there were simply too many zombies, and the rooftops he passed offered no suitable foothold.

Left with no choice, Kevin could only flee Toko City residents' "warm hospitality" once again, casually shooting several pouncing zombies in the head.

"Whew!" Breathing heavily, the commander fired as he retreated, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

Sure enough, an ordinary human physique of 12 couldn't withstand such intense exercise...

Once I get somewhere safe, I'm definitely going to dump points into Constitution, the stat that determines endurance! At worst, I'll become a ten-times-a-night man!

Kevin silently mocked his pitiful physical fitness while scanning his surroundings for a way out.

As the zombies pressed in around him and his steps gradually retreated to the edge of the rooftop, the roar of a car engine suddenly came from somewhere down the previously silent street.

A minibus rampaged down the road, crushing zombies that charged out from the surrounding buildings along its path.

Perfect timing! Kevin calculated the timing, immediately drew his Rope Gun, secured the hook, and leaped.

However, just as the commander descended through midair, the glass windows of a building behind him shattered with a thunderous crash.

A thick vine covered in green thorns swept out and stabbed forward. A flower bud squeezed from the building bloomed open, layers of serrated teeth extending outward and snapping shut.

Damn it! Kevin immediately pulled out a Soul Steel dust grenade and hurled it straight into the enormous red Man-eating Flower's mouth.

As the grenade exploded, golden-blue dust spread through the air. Juice burst from within the Man-eating Flower, corroding countless pits into the surrounding walls.

Good thing it was still far away! The shaken commander patted his chest and continued descending toward the roof of the bus.

However, the half of the flower bud blown off from the building was actually falling toward Kevin's head.

Even with the corrosion caused by the Soul Steel and Osmium metal powder, the thing was still stubbornly alive. Its mouthful of serrated teeth snapped madly toward the commander.

Fuck! Kevin only wanted to send his regards to certain people's female relatives. Was he really this unlucky?

Boom! Just as the commander prepared to cut the rope and escape at the risk of breaking his legs, a scarlet streak of fire from violently compressed air suddenly tore across the sky.

The falling half of the flower bud above Kevin's head, along with half the floor behind it, was instantly annihilated by the bullet, leaving only a hole one meter in diameter.

Bang! The commander had no time to investigate why he had been saved. Using the instant when the Rope Gun reeled him in, he barely jumped onto the roof of the minibus.

Screech! To keep himself from sliding off, Kevin even drove his Soul Steel Dagger into the roof to anchor himself.

Out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to catch a glimpse of a stunning flash of red on the building across from him.

Could it be... Kevin narrowed his eyes, his expression becoming complicated and strange.

Inside a floor reinforced with steel plates.

The elegant woman in a red bodysuit swirled a glass of red wine. Standing in the shadows beside the floor-to-ceiling window, she raised her glass toward the figure riding away on the minibus.

We meet again, little one...

I'm rather looking forward to this reunion...

Under the brilliant sunlight refracted by the purplish-red crystals, a smile curved the lips of the female agent, Ada.

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Gungnir

"You're already in position, Miss Ada?"

"Is the little gift I sent you useful?"

A calm greeting from a young man came through the female agent's earpiece.

This special interference-resistant communication device had indeed spared them quite a bit of trouble.

"Of course. I'm very satisfied. You've been very thoughtful."

"However, such a lovely 'toy' should have a fitting name, shouldn't it?"

Ada drained the red wine in her glass and casually began disassembling the exquisite silver-white firearm by the window.

"Gungnir, single-series, latest model..."

"Forged entirely from Soul Steel, it has two and a half times the range of the most advanced sniper rifles. It has strong penetration, tremendous power, light weight, and its special ammunition carries a purification effect. It can be considered the nemesis of virus-based lifeforms..."

"If you like, you can also call it Odin's Eternal Spear..."

The young man spoke calmly and elegantly. Although he took special pride in introducing the weapon's performance as its designer, he did not seem to care much about its value.

"Is this an advance payment?"

Ada smiled as she placed the firearm components into a suitcase, then took several customized weapons she needed from the weapon rack that extended from the wall.

Gungnir? The weapon of Odin, chief god of Norse Mythology, also known as the "Declaration of the Great God."

Raiden Ryoma... Did you think of yourself as a god issuing commands?

"I don't think a gift sincerely offered by me has reached the point where it would be rejected outright, has it?"

The head of ME Company on the other end of the earpiece smiled faintly, appearing exceptionally generous and gentle.

Ada merely smiled without answering. Then, skipping over the small talk, the female agent lightly raised the corner of her lips.

"Mr. Ryoma, could you satisfy a woman's curiosity?"

"Why would you, the one in power over Anti-Entropy, not directly mobilize your own people? Why place such a heavy burden on a delicate woman like me instead?"

Raiden Ryoma had no intention of hiding it and frankly explained the reason to Ada, the "temporary worker."

"The relationship between Anti-Entropy and Schicksal is currently in its honeymoon phase. This trivial matter should not become the fuse for conflict."

"Our enemy has always been only one—the Honkai disaster..."

"Our purpose is also shared—to watch over civilization..."

"Therefore, to avoid needless internal conflict, multiple forces have secretly signed an agreement."

"Render unto God what is God's, and unto man what is man's."

"Before the true crisis arrives, no organization may lightly interfere in national affairs or prematurely disrupt the existing social order."

Ada let out a seductive hum of understanding.

"So you chose me as the representative for this operation."

"Then who will represent Schicksal?"

Raiden Ryoma did not provide a definite answer, and there was little fluctuation in his tone.

"That will require your own observation, Miss Ada..."

"Also, don't forget the contents of this mission..."

As an agent devoted to her profession, Ada displayed a hint of capable professionalism when speaking of the mission.

"Primary objective: travel to Oshima and recover the Origin Stone, Void Genome, and experimental data from the END RAVE thought-synchronization mecha..."

"Second, investigate the cause of Toko City's viral crisis, and bring back Eve and Dr. Ouma Kuro's family if possible..."

"If there's anything else you need added, remember to pay extra..."

"You're a good partner, so I can give you a discount—twenty percent off market price..."

Raiden Ryoma shook his head, appearing very appreciative of Ada's strictly businesslike attitude.

"I hope to invite you to dinner on the rooftop of the ME Company building seven days from now."

The female agent slowly opened the door and replied perfunctorily.

"If time and circumstances permit, I would naturally be happy to accept..."

"Then next, I need to go recover your losses, my client. Pray for me."

After the communication ended, Ada took a secret elevator directly to the underground garage, placed her equipment on a black motorcycle, put on her helmet, and slowly opened the door.

Meanwhile, in western Toko City.