Chapter Thirty-Five: Angel Mode, Activate!
"Is there still a way?"
The girl whispered the question so softly that only she could hear it. At the same time, the gun in her hand ran out of bullets. The entire room
was piled high with corpses. Those half-corpses, their bodies blackened all over, had crawled in through gaps one by one. Whether half-corpses or berserkers, when they came in this way, it was
easy to aim for their heads and kill them with a single shot.
But... the gun in her hand still had a limited supply of bullets.
"Ka-chunk! Boom!!"
The shotgun fired another round, but the girl knew she was out of ammunition. She tossed it behind her, picked up a loaded
rifle from the ground beside her, and braced it against her shoulder. Then she said to Mu Qing behind her,
"Load it."
Fang Yuxuan had no other choice now. With more than a dozen breaches to cover, she couldn't spare a
hand to help Mu Qing behind her. She even needed Mu Qing to reload for her.
"Just go!!!!"
The girl pulled the trigger and blew apart a pitch-black head. Just then, Mu Qing let out a hysterical
scream behind her.
Fang Yuxuan slowly lowered her raised hand and turned around. In the dim light, the girl's gaze seemed
so deep. She looked at Mu Qing, who was leaning against the corner, and a smile appeared on her lips—an inexplicable smile that left Mu Qing staring at her in a daze.
"You..."
Mu Qing parted her lips, wanting to say something, but not knowing what. Looking at the girl's expression, she inexplicably...
felt safe?
"Don't worry... You got caught in this trap trying to save me, after all. I won't let you die..."
"W-what are you talking about?"