A Baptism of Blood-Could These People Hold On?
His expression grew increasingly stiff.
In the end, he ended up with a completely expressionless face.
"Boss, leader, the entire front line has fallen!"
A member of the Blood Feast, pale-faced, ran over to report.
Everyone fell silent, in a deathly stillness, when the leader of the Blood Feast finally spoke and asked.
How many enemies are left?
These words were like a thunderclap, exploding in everyone's ears and making the already tense atmosphere even more so.
The One member's voice trembled as he spoke in a bewildered and incredulous tone, "We... we didn't see any enemies, but... but the people who came down said they saw a group of unkillable monsters..."
Upon hearing this, the leader of the Blood Feast turned deathly pale.
He gave a bitter laugh, as if he had expected this outcome. "Is that so? Heh..."
That laughter was filled with despair and helplessness.
Yes!
They were facing such a bizarre and terrifying enemy.
The leader of the Blood Feast looked around; fear was on everyone's face.
An unkillable monster... Just hearing that news is enough to instill fear in people.
"That's true. Seeing one monster doesn't mean they only have one. Perhaps we're facing a massive monster army."
"Why haven't we heard of such a terrifying force?"
If they had known earlier, they would have stayed far away from that organization, not even bothering to look at it, let alone provoking it.
Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs".
"Those who want to escape can escape now," the leader of the Blood Feast said helplessly.
The front lines were shrouded in smoke, filled with shouts of battle and screams of agony.
However, they suffered successive defeats due to the defection of those they had manipulated.
The battlefield on the flank.
Some people who had fled from the front lines came into view, covered in blood and with endless fear on their faces.
Some of these people were seriously injured and limped along, while others had completely lost their will to fight and were running and crawling, fleeing in a panic.
They had only one thought in their minds: to get away from those terrifying monsters and from this cruel, absurd battle.
These people ran desperately, as if countless evil spirits were chasing them, and they dared not look back.
These people soon encountered Xu Zhou and his group, who were waiting on the side.
Upon seeing people ahead, they immediately turned ferocious and shouted, "Get out of the way! Move aside!"
Extreme fear filled them with thoughts of escape, and anyone who dared to stand in their way was considered their enemy.
The gun was fired.
A bullet was fired at Xu Zhou and the others.
Whoosh--
Xu Rou opened the Bone Umbrella, and flesh and blood quickly spread onto the Bone Umbrella, shielding her in front of it.
The bullet struck the umbrella, but it seemed to be trapped inside, as the umbrella surface slightly dented, absorbing the incoming bullet.
Then, the umbrella surface returned to its flat state, and the bullets on it slid off, falling to the ground with a clatter.
Puff!
The head of the Blood Feast member who fired the shot exploded like a watermelon.
Du Jiashi, released his hand from the trigger.
Through the scope, he clearly saw every detail of the man's head exploding.
And this is all his fault.
He fired a gun; he... killed someone.
Du Jiashi's pupils dilated, and he unconsciously began to breathe heavily.
It's alright, this is the enemy, he's doing this to protect his comrades...
Du Jiashi's mind went blank; the fear of killing for the first time was not so easy to shake off.
Thinking and doing are two completely different things.
Xu Zhou drew the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow.
Direct close combat.
The knife, which had always been used to deal with the supernatural, was finally stained with human blood.
The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow truly lives up to its reputation as A-grade Ghost Artifact; its blade is extremely sharp, and with just a light swipe, an enemy is instantly decapitated.
Blood splattered on Xu Zhou's face and body.
Xu Zhou merely rolled his eyes and fixed his gaze on another enemy.
He used to be an assassin, so naturally he had killed people.
Of everyone present, he was the most suited for this battle.
Yang Yu raised his pistol, and Weird Eye appeared, darting around in his eye sockets.
Two seconds.
A fragment of the future entered his mind.
His pupils contracted, he shifted his feet, and the next moment, a bullet tore through his clothes and whizzed past his arm.
He aimed at the enemy, took aim, and fired.
A decisive shot.
However, the shot only grazed the enemy's body and missed.
Ah, as expected, without training, it's easy to miss the target, especially against moving enemies.
Yang Yu was not surprised and quickly re-aimed at the enemy.
Yin Nu was shielded behind Xu Rou.
The open Rakshasa Umbrella provided them with an absolutely safe area.
Yin Nu was working hard, her face covered in sweat.
Her hands were wrapped with a noose, loop upon loop.
Perhaps it was the killing in the outside world that attracted the Voodoo Doll, for it finally gave a slight response.
The noose started to move.
Then, they appeared out of thin air on the neck of one of their attackers.
With a sharp twist of the rope, he screamed as he was suspended in the air.
He gripped the rope around his neck tightly, struggling and tearing at it, kicking his legs wildly, but he couldn't break free.
In the end, they could only die in agonizing suffocation.
Jiang Tianzong watched the newcomers from the side.
Every now and then, he'd fire a shot to finish the job.
He has a high degree of affinity with the uncanny; his exceptional senses and control over his body allow him to easily wield the gun.
Hitting an enemy was very easy for him.
A gunshot rang out.
The next moment, a flower of blood bloomed on someone's body.
The nasal cavity was filled with the smell of blood and gunpowder.
Jiang Tianzong: It's rather disgusting. This is the first time I've encountered such an extraordinary battle. I wonder if these people can hold on.
Xi Jing went to the other side, where there were more people fleeing.
Yang Yu felt a throbbing pain in his head. He still didn't have much control over the strange abilities, and after using them twice, his body started to give out.
So this time, he didn't have time to foresee it.
A bullet hit his leg.
A sharp pain shot through his entire body in an instant, and Yang Yu couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.
And then, the man raised his gun again.
There was no way to dodge it, Yang Yu thought. Where would this shot hit him?
Head? Hand? Or heart?
Ouch!
Just as the man was about to fire, his body suddenly froze, a flower of blood bloomed from his chest, his body convulsed, and finally he collapsed limply to the ground.
This gun?
Yang Yu rolled over and took cover. He looked towards where the bullets were coming from and saw Du Jiashi.
Du Jiashi shot and saved him.
Du Jiashi gripped the sniper rifle. He saw Yang Yu, who had survived, through the scope and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
That was terrifying; his companion almost died.
Du Jiashi frightened that he forgot all his previous hesitation and struggle.
My mind was filled with thoughts of whether Yang Yu was alright; he seemed to be injured.