Lin Dong was frantic, but there was nothing he could do to stop it!
All he could do was try his best to avoid it.
But even though his spirit had broken past the 20-point mark and his senses had been greatly enhanced, he still couldn't dodge everything.
When the zombies went berserk, tearing and biting at one another in groups of three or five, Lin Dong finally had nowhere left to dodge!
Squelch!
One zombie tore another's arm off. Black blood sprayed through the air, and a few drops landed squarely on Lin Dong.
At that moment!
It was like a dense black ink blot on a pristine sheet of A4 paper-impossible to miss!
Roar!
The Tyrant Zombie immediately charged at Lin Dong!
At the same time!
Over a hundred more zombies poured back into the carriage, completely cutting off his retreat and leaving him nowhere to escape!
"Damn it!"
As reluctant as Lin Dong was to use his life-saving trump card so soon, he had no choice but to fight for his life!
If he waited any longer, he wouldn't even get that chance!
With that thought, Lin Dong pulled the life-saving device Principal Wang had given him from his backpack-the Storm-Pear Blossom Needles.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
By the time Lin Dong pulled out the Storm-Pear Blossom Needles, the zombies were less than half a meter away!
Lin Dong could even smell the blood on them!
"Die!"
A cold glint flashed in Lin Dong's eyes. Without further hesitation, he hooked his fingers around the mechanism of the Storm-Pear Blossom Needles and pressed his thumb down hard!
Clang!
A clear metallic vibration like a dragon's cry erupted from Lin Dong's palm, faint yet piercing.
In an instant, all nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine icy needles shot out of their case!
One second.
Just one second!
A storm of silver light suddenly exploded inside the cramped carriage!
It was as though an entire galaxy had been crushed and hurled into that tiny space!
The dense rain of needles swept over everything, slipping through every gap!
Even the light seemed to be sliced to pieces by those tightly packed, icy gleams!
Sharp whistles layered upon one another until they merged into a shrill sonic blast that made his cheeks sting!
Even the carriage's metal walls were scored with fine white marks by the wind trailing the needles!
Over a hundred zombies were roaring as they lunged from both ends of the carriage. At the front, the Tyrant Zombie's claws were already less than half a meter from Lin Dong, foul saliva dripping from its sharp fangs!
Yet the instant that silver light erupted, every savage movement froze.
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
The sounds of needles piercing flesh came so densely they almost formed one continuous note, impossible to count.
Thick black zombie blood instantly turned into a mist, bursting into clouds of bloody vapor inside the carriage!
Every zombie was pierced from head to toe by anywhere from several to dozens of icy needles!
The tiny needles carried tremendous force, pinning them dead to the carriage walls, seat backs, and floor without giving them even a chance to twitch or struggle.
The fearsome Tyrant Zombie bore the brunt of the attack. Hundreds of icy needles slammed straight into its hard skull, easily piercing the thick hide and bone it prided itself on and churning everything inside its head to mush.
The roar in its throat cut off halfway, turning into a leaking rasp, while its raised, muscular arm stiffened in midair.
Its enormous body swayed twice, then crashed to the ground, glittering silver needles covering it from head to toe. The impact made the carriage floor shudder.
One breath later.
The silver light faded, and deathly silence returned to the carriage.
The horde that had surrounded Lin Dong so tightly he had no way out now lay scattered across the floor. Not one could muster even half a roar.
The carriage walls, floor, and seat armrests were densely studded with fine needles gleaming with cold light.
It looked as though a fierce silver rainstorm had just swept through, leaving a chilling sight behind.
Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine needles, all fired in one second.
A hundred zombies, all killed instantly!
Lin Dong's lowered hand was still slightly numb, the recoil from the mechanism lingering in his fingertips.
As he stared at the death trap that had been cleared in an instant, his pupils contracted slightly, and he marveled inwardly!
Third Brother, your stuff really works!
[Ding! Congratulations on slaying the invading zombie "Tyrant." You gained 100 experience!] [Ding! Clear the invaders mission progress +1!] [Ding! Congratulations on slaying an ordinary zombie. Experience +1!] [Ding! Congratulations on slaying an ordinary zombie...]
Lin Dong had barely finished marveling when system notifications flooded his screen-over a hundred messages in all!
The system took seven or eight seconds just to finish processing them!
[Ding! Congratulations on reaching level 5!] [Ding! Congratulations on reaching level 6!] [Ding! Congratulations on reaching level 7!]
In the blink of an eye, Lin Dong gained three levels in a row, rising from level 4 to level 7.
The speed was astonishing.
But before he could allocate his points, a voice as cold and sinister as a vulture's suddenly rang out:
"I never expected you to have a hidden weapon from the Douluo Secret Realm. It seems I underestimated you."
Lin Dong spun around!
A dwarf wrapped entirely in a black robe stood in the doorway of Carriage 14. He was short, but he spoke with the air of a much older man.
"But how many Storm-Pear Blossom Needles do you have left? I still have several hundred zombies here!"
The black-robed dwarf waved his hand. The infected zombies actually obeyed his command, shifting their gazes and roaring as they lunged at Lin Dong!
I'm done for!
Even with Lin Dong's sky-high ambitions, he felt as though he were being dragged into darkness!
The seemingly endless zombies were suffocating!
No!
It was worse than suffocation-far more hopeless!
It was like having his flesh sliced away with a dull knife. He knew he couldn't change the outcome, yet he still had to endure the pain of every cut and feel his life drain from his body, sinking little by little into endless darkness!
I'll fight to the end!
A ruthless gleam flashed in Lin Dong's eyes. Even in despair, he hadn't given up struggling!
As long as he could still move, he would never surrender!
Gritting his teeth, Lin Dong pulled out Steel Bone, the Soul Bone Finger Skill he had obtained from Number Eight, and plunged it into his chest without the slightest hesitation!
The next second!
The skull on the finger bit into Lin Dong's chest, and blood immediately flowed into the finger!
In an instant!
An invisible power surged into Lin Dong's body, rapidly transforming his body, muscles, and bones!
In the blink of an eye!
An iron-gray tint appeared on Lin Dong's body!
This was Iron Block, the skill built into the Soul Bone Finger Skill!
[Ding! Congratulations on obtaining a new skill, "Iron Block"!] [Iron Block: One of the Six Navy Techniques, level 15. Increases your defense when used, allowing you to easily withstand attacks from blades.]
It's actually a level 15 finger skill!
Just as Soul Bones had ages, Fake Soul Bones could also be upgraded and had levels.
Level 15 was already equivalent to an expert in the Martial Master realm.
Its power was nothing to scoff at.
"So Number Eight's Steel Bone really is in your hands!"
The mysterious figure designated Number Thirteen sneered coldly. "I'm in luck. Not only can I recover Steel Bone, but I can pick up the Hundred-Soul Affinity Pill along the way. What a bargain!"
Lin Dong said nothing when he heard that.
He kept his eyes fixed on Number Thirteen while reaching behind his back and quietly opening his backpack.
The next second.
A pill shimmering with an eerie red light silently slipped into Lin Dong's hand...
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