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by Chen Ran


  Glenn panted heavily. Although he was a level 5 esper, he only had the most basic of abilities, which made it difficult for him to survive after killing the three elite monsters from living corpse. Even so, Green did not want to withdraw. Standing there, he became a sturdy reef in the middle of the living corpse.

  A few dazzling flashes appeared in the wilderness, causing more than ten living corpse's heads to fly out at the same time. At the same time, his mind went back to a day twenty years ago.

  At that time, fifteen-year-old Green and his parents lived in a small settlement. They didn't have a house, just an easy ride. Every night, the broken cardboard box in the car was Greene's bed. Sleeping on the carton was uncomfortable, but at least it helped keep him out of the wind. On the other hand, Glenn's parents had set up a tent behind the carriage. Their bed was a hard and cold ground.

  It was a rough time, but Glenn was happy. No matter how bitter, being able to be together with one's loved ones was a blessing. Who knew how many children were born apart from their loved ones? Life and death, farewell!

  But one night, Greene's life was a mess. He could still clearly remember that night. It was very dark, and even the light that glowed faintly red throughout the year seemed to have disappeared. In the middle of a night as black as ink, when Greene was asleep, his father suddenly rushed in and shoved him into a tank in the car without a word. It was their family's drinking water for the whole month, but his father pressed him down, ignoring the fact that the water had been contaminated by the dirt on Glenn's body.

  "Glenn, don't come out here," his father said softly. No matter what you hear, don't say anything. Can you promise me that? "

  Although the youth did not know what had happened, he still nodded in agreement. Then came a maddening night. Even now, Glenn could still hear the screams of countless people in his dreams.

  That night, over a hundred living corpse s washed the whole place in blood. If Glenn hadn't been hiding in the water, which covered up his scent, he would have become one of those broken corpses in the area.

  I can't forget!

  Green roared, cut another living corpse's head off with his blade. He spun his body again and rammed his arm into a incoming living corpse, causing the latter to tumble in the air and fall back to Glenn's feet. A cold light flashed again as the machete stabbed straight into the living corpse's head. A few drops of the liquid that splashed out fell into Green's mouth.

  The corpse liquid was very bitter, just like that night when the youth walked out of the carriage and saw the unrecognizable state of his heart. Near the carts, Glenn found the bodies of his parents. His father's body had become a mess, but he was pressing down on his mother. His mother could not find any other wound except a bite on her neck.

  "Ah!" Green shouted again, crossing his blades and slashing one of the living corpse's head into three pieces. Glenn then stretched out his leg and kicked the dead body three meters away. He gasped for breath, but there were no longer any living corpse around him. On his body, the ground was littered with corpses. Looking at the corpses, Glenn felt like he had gone back to that night. If he had possessed the power he had now back then …

  "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

  Glenn's swords dropped to the ground and he let out a series of roars towards the sky. Reality and past, he could no longer tell where he was. Killing intent burst out of Glenn's body like wild horses. Perhaps, his anger would only subside after he had slaughtered all the Corpse Demons in front of him.

  Just then, the sharp sound of a metal scraping the ground reached his ears. Glenn lowered his head, and his expression was terrifyingly calm. In Greene's eyes, two butchers were approaching him, their hands or axes or hammers lightly brushing the ground, playing the note of death.

  "Damn, I came just in time!" Glenn's two daggers crossed each other and created a spark. He lowered his body, bent and stretched his legs, and then charged towards the two butchers like a tank!

  Chapter 290 - Crisis Outbreak (III)

  Glenn sat down wearily, and the chair was filled with the corpse of a butcher. A bloody wound appeared on the butcher's left shoulder. The wound broke through the chain, skin, and bones that the butcher had casually draped over his body, and only then did it come to a stop at the right side of his waist. In order to create such a feast for the butcher, Glenn's machete twisted and cracked, turning into a pair of scrap iron.

  Now, the two machetes had completed their mission and were lying quietly on the ground not far away.

  Glenn sat down and looked at the body of the other butcher beside him. He nodded with satisfaction. After the machete ended, he used brute force to beat the remaining butcher to death. The butcher's chest had almost disappeared, leaving an empty bloody hole. On the floor of the corpse, blood, chunks of flesh, bones, and organs splattered all over, creating a very special scene.

  However, Glenn had paid the price for killing these two butchers. On the contrary, the price was very high.

  First, a deep cut appeared on his right shoulder, slanting down to his chest. Glenn's right hand hung limply. It had been given to him by one of the butchers with the axe. But now, the butcher had become Glenn's seat, and in the midst of the frenzied fighting, Glenn was slashing at him. However, with the strength of hatred and a slight advantage, he stabbed the butcher's body with his blade. The other blade expanded the wound and directly killed this Giant Demon.

  Glenn's other wound was his collapsed chest. Glenn remembered that when the other butcher took the opportunity to smash the hammer into his chest, he felt as if he had been hit by a truck. But with his left hand, Glenn managed to kill the butcher with his iron fist.

  After doing all of this, Glenn knew that he was not far from death.

  He just sat there, and no one in his line of sight saw the living corpse surging towards him. The piles of corpses and mountains near Green were enough for the fearless living corpse to understand that this was a restricted area. However, there were always people who were blind. Thus, a fourth butcher was reflected in Glenn's eyes. The butcher did not have any huge weapons, but he had made himself two gauntlets full of steel spikes.

  The big guy was waving his fist and was approaching Glenn step by step.

  Glenn didn't move. He just smiled and reached for the half of a cigarette that was left in the bag on the chest of his torn shirt.

  He didn't have the strength to stand up again, but at least he could put the cigarette in his mouth. While the butcher was approaching, Glenn was still searching for other bags to hide. Glenn sighed as his vision was shrouded by the shadow. He then said, "No, I didn't bring a lighter."

  This was the last sentence Glenn had said before he was hit in the face with his iron fist, and Glenn's head exploded like a watermelon. Bones and brains flew all over the place. When the butcher took back the iron fist, Glenn's headless body gradually lay down.

  The butcher let out an earth-shaking roar. He looked into the distance, and a cold light shot out from his mask.

  In the distant wilderness, the Remot's defenses were completely defeated. The guard that was in charge of the defense had already died in the living corpse's surging wave, Glenn was the last warrior to fall. The living corpse had rushed into the residential area on the surface, the policy that was previously praised as a brilliant move had now become foolish and laughable. Without the security support of the outer perimeter, and without security measures such as arranging firepower hand on the highest points of each building, it was simply impossible to defend against the advance of the living corpse army.

  The city wailed under the living corpse's words. Countless people died, and even more waited to die.

  And in the living corpse, even more dead people were rushing towards the entrance of the base. Different from the ground defense line, the thick layer of armor plate that was used as the metal door was not something living corpse's claws and teeth could break. They were like a pile of maggots, layer after layer, covering every inch of the gate. They dug despe
rately with their teeth and claws, even if it was just for the sake of digging out a thin metal thread.

  It was only when the roar of a butcher came from behind the living corpse that these dead people started retreating in panic. Therefore, the butcher who had smashed Glenn's head with a punch came over with a hammer that Glenn had used before. It lifted the warhammer high and slammed it against the door.

  The door made an earth-shattering sound, but other than the faint green mark left on the door, there was no other damage. But the butcher was not ready to give up, so he kept on hammering and hammering. Under the repeated movements, the armored door finally caved in.

  The Remot's underground base was in chaos.

  The civilians who were still in the base were evacuated to the shelters at the back. The second and third platoons of Remot were already mobilized. The fully armed soldiers were stationed at the exit of the passage under the command of the two remaining capable leaders. They were prepared to make a last stand when the living corpse invaded the base.

  And in the hall of the Remot's trade union, Chownok and the other representatives were having a battle of words regarding the calamity that had suddenly arrived.

  "Esteemed President, may I trouble you to see how many living corpse are out there? To defend at all costs? This is not the solution. When these dead people come rushing into our city, we who have no way out can only die faster! "

  A chubby old man kept tapping the ground with his cane to increase the intensity of his tone.

  Chownok's green and black bags under his eyes trembled slightly, his eyes were filled with disdain: "Dear Gentleman Tansred, according to you, what should we do?"

  "Charge out!" The fat old man waved his crutches and said, "With only two troops left, we can easily organize a surprise attack. Do you think so? "

  His words immediately garnered the approval of the other union representatives behind him. Looking at them, Chownok coldly said, "Gentlemen, two hundred soldiers are not enough to protect two thousand civilians and there are still three hundred merchants to leave."

  However, Tansred showed an expression that he had everything under control, "President Chownok, I did not say that I would protect everyone as they left. In fact, all the soldiers have to do is cover us and leave. As long as we do not die, we can establish a second Remot. As for the citizens, we have as many as we want. "

  "Mr. Tansred, your words do not allow me to redefine the word shameless." Chownok's words were vicious, completely different from his usual kind and kind appearance, and his words were really shocking.

  The fat gentleman huffily said: "Then please tell me, kind President, what advice do you have?"

  "Defend with all our might!" Chownok said the same decision and followed up with the following plans: "As well as, request for help!"

  "Ask for help?" "Don't joke around, Chairman. Who will save us? Who can save us? "Even if it is, how many days can our soldiers hold it?"

  Being asked by the fat old man, Chownok also did not feel at ease. If he could run, he didn't want to stay in the Remot and die with the others. But no matter how stupid he was, he knew very well that with just this small force, even with two more capable military officers. To carve a path of blood among more than three thousand living corpse and other transformations was not very successful.

  On the other hand, if they tried to defend, it could drag on for at least a day or two. If an accident were to survive, he would be able to gain a good reputation for being kind. But after being questioned by Tance Reid, Chownok could not help but think, how many days could they hold out for? Even if he survived, what would happen after that? Without reinforcements, even if the city was not destroyed by the dead, they would still starve to death.

  Just as Chownok was unable to answer, a calm and deep voice came from outside the great hall: "If you add on my rattlesnake, then guarding this place for a week shouldn't be a problem. Speaking of reinforcements, I have already sent out the information about the Remot through encryption, and someone will be coming to save us very soon. "

  The door opened. Outside, Theon, wearing a black robe, wearing a tall hat and holding onto a walking stick, walked in with a perfect look of a savior. Behind him, fifty rattlesnake soldiers led by Pera entered in a line, surrounding the entire hall with heavy killing intent.

  "But until then, allow me to take back the presidency. After all, there are certain powers that I cannot provide with my current identity. " Theon lightly swiped his hand across his moustache. His expression was graceful, but the words he said were unquestionable.

  He had chosen the best time, with absolute power, to reclaim the peak of power. However, Theon was very clear that even though he would definitely be able to get back the Chair under these circumstances, what he faced instead was a pyramid that was on the verge of collapse. It was only because Theon believed that she could turn the tide, that was why she stood out once again.

  How could this city he had built himself allow it to collapse right in front of his eyes? In Theon's heart, such a voice loudly shouted.

  "Mr. Theon, I'm really curious as to what kind of method you have to help us through this crisis." Chownok was naturally unwilling to give up the seat of chairman just like that.

  Theon smiled, a clown like Chownok was nothing in his eyes: "Mr. Chownok, and everyone else …"

  He turned to the other representatives of the association and said, "I believe everyone is aware that I, Remot, have a hand in its design. At the beginning of the construction, I had already considered this situation and had installed three concealed layers of armor at the entrance of the passage. On the surface, there were also many hidden tactical platforms. These things are installed in the residential buildings above us. When needed, they can provide the Remot with full firepower coverage. Of course, due to Mr. Chownok's expansion of the residential area, the originally calculated tactical platform had become dead angle. It could be done after some time.

  "And all of this can only be activated if I personally know the password." In the end, Theon added.

  Hearing that, Chownok's face changed, he now knew what the previous chairman's trump card was.

  Chapter 291 - Creator

  Theon's trump card allowed him to quickly regain his position as the union chairman. In the following time, the information of the various situations on the surface came flooding in like snowflakes. The severity of the situation had already exceeded Theon's expectations.

  The first platoon had been wiped out, including a hundred men and Glenn, the captain of the team, who had the ability to reach the fifth step. To the Remot, this was a huge loss, and Theon could not help but curse Chownok for his foolishness. After receiving the reports of the surface queues, Chownok rejected the request to open the entrance of the base for the soldiers and civilians to enter. Chownok naturally did not dare to do so because he was afraid of death. In fact, if the second and third rows were used as cover when the living corpse attacked, at least half of the soldiers and civilians would be able to survive.

  But now, even if Theon wanted to, it was too late. The first platoon was completely wiped out, and more than half of the civilians had died. The rest didn't just hide in the wilderness. Meanwhile, living corpse had already finished cleaning up the people on the ground, and was now entering the stage of besieging the city. Theon opened the entrance to the base. What he saw were not ordinary people, but a large number of living corpse. He naturally wouldn't do such a foolish thing, yet he gave Pera an order, which was to send Chownok to prison.

  Then, after an hour, Theon gave a speech outside the main hall. The remaining two thousand citizens of the Remot were basically all present. Looking at these flustered faces, Theon quietly said to Pera: "These pitiful people need a savior."

  Leaving these words behind, Theon had already strode out of the main hall.

  In the plaza outside the hall, everyone's gazes were on Theon. Theon stepped forward and said loudly: "My dear brothers and sisters, I believe you all kno
w what is happening right now. Yes, the home we love is being trampled by the dead. Just now, I had received exact figures. On the surface, all the soldiers in the first platoon had been killed overnight. They were respectable people, and they never left their posts, not even a second before death! In addition to them, more people were dying or dying. Amongst them, there may be relatives and friends. All of this shouldn't be so bad. Even if we can't save everyone, we can at least save a large portion of them. "Then, do you know why it became like this?"

  The entire plaza was quiet, the citizens stared blankly at Theon. Theon snapped his fingers, and then the rattlesnake soldiers dragged Chownok out. Chownok's mouth was stuffed with cloth. As a result, when he was escorted out of the hall and saw Theon and the people in the plaza, he seemed to have something to say, but only a vague voice came out of his mouth.

  Theon's crutch pointed towards Chownok, and he shouted: "That's him, our esteemed President. After receiving the ground troops' warning, not only did he not send out the second and third platoon to assist, he even gave the order to close the base's passageway. As a result, a large number of people on the ground died. If the living corpse was the culprit, then Chownok was the demon. A devil whose hands are stained with nearly ten thousand lives! "

  The citizens were stunned, hearing Theon's words, they finally knew that their family and friends might be able to survive. However, all of these hopes were extinguished under Chownok's simple command. And so …

  "Demon!"

  It was unknown who shouted in anger first, but following that, repeated sounds of punitive exclamations rose and fell. At the very end, if it wasn't for the soldiers that Theon had arranged in advance to maintain order, Chownok would probably have been torn to shreds by those angry people.

  Theon raised his hand. "Quiet down, everyone, listen to me. I will give everyone a satisfactory answer regarding Chownok's evil deeds, but now is not the time to convict him. We have more important things to do, and that is to protect our homeland. "

 

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