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Raging Fire Burns the City Have you seen it?
Seen it? What about the raging flames?
Right now, beneath the fortress of Jiang Grand Bridge lies that very fire. The Zombie is engulfed in layers of flames; a spark can ignite a prairie. The fat on the Zombie is already highly flammable, and since this group of Zombie has not undergone complete mutation, fire attacks are still effective.
The Hope Gathering Place has initiated its first offensive, relying on the time gap between these Zombie. The flames continue to burn.
Sun Hai and his son are waiting for a more formidable Zombie assault. Those ordinary Zombie are hardly worth their attention; they are like cannon fodder, merely wasting their Superpower.
The war has just begun. Among the endless sea of Zombie, only a small portion is truly powerful, or perhaps those intelligent Survivor who were instructed to be prioritized during morning preparations and transformed into Zombie using potions.
With intelligence comes greater difficulty in battle.
However, they feel reassured because they have more Superpowered Individuals, stronger Psychic Weapons, and even more terrifying is the strength of their leader, who can definitely handle the majority of Zombie. They have now become Third-Stage Espers. He and his son are very close to becoming Fourth-Stage Espers, likely to break through during this battle.
Between life and death lies great terror! But also great opportunity.
Initially, they absolutely did not believe it. However, ever since that one individual in the Hope Gathering Place, who fought against a Zombie at the First Level, nearly exhausting himself while his team of dozens was reduced to just him.
Now, this Fellow stands beside him. Having become a Third-Stage Esper, what was once an unremarkable Superpower has gained tremendous lethality.
Just like now. This Fellow is demonstrating remarkable prowess.
Next to Sun Hai is a man in his forties, arms crossed in front of him. In his right hand, he holds a conductor's baton.
Yet anyone can see that it is a Psychic Weapon. A powerful Bipolar type of Psychic Weapon.
This illustrates the difference in Superpower, the concept of varying lethality. Weapons like gloves and daggers can be quickly equipped; some have even started advancing to select better materials and more robust enhancements after manufacturing.
This Fellow is one such example. His baton has been completely upgraded to another level, with enhanced flame integration and power extension significantly amplified.
He was the one who exerted the least effort when releasing flame waves, and his precise control allowed the range of those waves to nearly double.
This was just him using his Superpower for the first time.
If he were alone on the battlefield, he might be comparable to a Second-Stage Esper. However, if there were ten Superpowered Individuals using flames on the battlefield, it would be equivalent to a Third-Stage Esper. With a hundred Flame Espers around him, he could even surpass a Fourth-Stage Esper.
For instance, if all the Superpowered Individuals wielding flames gathered on top of the fortress for a decisive battle, his strength could rival that of a Fifth-Level Esper.
His Superpower had a very unique name.
Flame Coordinator.
This peculiar name sounded as simple as that of a chef among Superpowered Individuals. But once one truly understood this Superpower, they would be astonished; he could coordinate the power of all flame-related Superpowers, maximizing their effectiveness. It was a force akin to the Dao—precise and wild. It also minimized the dissipation of flames, allowing each attack to unleash maximum damage.
The most powerful aspect was that he could coordinate the Superpowers of two or three individuals together. When working with Sun Hai and his son, their powers fused seamlessly. With them as the core, he could guide the strength of other Superpowered Individuals, unleashing unimaginable power.
"Focus up. The battle has only just begun. Everyone's Superpower release speed needs to slow down; use just enough power to match your recovery rate. Don't waste too much energy on these worthless foes; you really need to bring out all your tricks!" The Middle-Aged Man's fierce gaze swept over the group of Superpowered Individuals, his cold stare sending chills down their spines. The fighting Superpowered Individuals felt their blood run cold at his look, daring not to meet his eyes.
In the past week, they had endured what most people could not bear—the Superpowered Weapon Manufacturing Factory, a place they referred to as hell. Each Fire Elemental Esper underwent the most terrifying ordeal, fully harmonizing with flames in a closed room resembling a sauna but made entirely of metal.
Inside this room, temperatures soared to several hundred degrees, with nearby steel glowing red-hot.
What did it feel like to be roasted alive? They had truly experienced it.
Even Sun Hai and Sun Yang had endured unimaginable torment; while others faced temperatures in the hundreds of degrees, these two were like true furnaces, undergoing refinement in a crucible meant for forging Psychic Weapons.
Had it not been for their instructor coordinating the flames beside them, they would have long since become roasted pigs.
To be feared by everyone was itself a kind of skill.
"Teacher! The battle intensity is still manageable now, but it won't be as easy from here on out, right?" Sun Hai looked at the feeble Zombie before him, recalling the Zombies he had encountered over the past few days. He had once felt some fear, but ever since becoming a Third-Stage Esper, he believed there was no Zombie that could defeat them anymore.
"You still underestimate the Zombies. Everyone should hold a sense of reverence towards them, constantly reminding themselves never to let their guard down. Only by doing so can one survive and truly fight on, knowing that following the leader will lead to strength!" He could never forget the imposing figure of the leader, who had risen from an ordinary Superpowered Individual to a respected position within the Bloodbath Legion.
No one knew what he had been through.
How many times had he witnessed everyone perish while he alone escaped? How many times had he brushed against death? It wasn't because of his strength, but rather his courage and concern for others. Countless brothers and sisters had entrusted their lives to him, sacrificing themselves so that he could live.
He would never forget how an ordinary Second-Level Zombie suddenly mutated and took away all their lives. Nor could he erase the mocking gaze of that Zombie.
What kind of gaze was that? It was as if it looked down on a trivial morsel after having its fill.
Since returning from hell, he had vowed to eradicate all Zombies. Thus, he joined the Bloodbath Legion at the Hope Gathering Place, hoping to truly engage in frontline warfare. He studied various war materials extensively.
After successfully climbing up using his Superpower, he gained access to some confidential information—data unknown to other Superpowered Individuals.
It included all the information Zheng Yifan had seen about Zombies: various Mutated Zombies, different Zombie techniques, and even methods humans employed after using Zombie Potions.
Those who had never seen such data could never imagine the terror of Zombies.
"Follow orders! Anyone who disobeys can get lost! Combat is not an individual affair; it concerns all of us. Anyone under my command must act as a cohesive unit. I do not want to hear any dissenting voices. You only need to know that combat readiness above Second-Level Combat Readiness must not involve any personal flair! For Third-Level readiness and below, you may fight according to your own style and ideas!" His words remained cold.
Yet in the hearts of those listening, there was a flicker of emotion—a sense of care in his words. In battle, there should be no second voice; all their strengths must be combined. With great power comes greater rights to survive.
They were fighting on the front lines, with no path for retreat—only standing against Zombies or facing death.
Their instructor, a Fellow with an almost expressionless face, was someone whose name they no longer remembered; everyone simply referred to him as Teacher.
He truly deserved that title.
"Teacher! There's something unusual about the Zombies ahead; they seem a bit off!" A cloud of yellow smoke drifted through the air, reminiscent of something comical from an anime.
But in reality, this was Zhou Rui's Superpower, which had evolved to the Third Stage. He could unleash a toxic mist that resembled a mix of plague and poison to attack enemies. Even Zombies could be incapacitated within ten seconds, leading to the death of a First-Level Zombie.
Widespread destruction was Zhou Rui's greatest strength.
Now, Zhou Rui floated down respectfully and bowed to the individual everyone referred to as Teacher before reporting the situation.
"What unusual behavior? What tricks are the Zombies up to now?" the Teacher replied calmly.
"The Zombies ahead seem normal, but starting from seven hundred meters away, those Zombies have begun to exhibit strange behavior. There are hundreds, even thousands, of bizarre Zombies that look just like Ordinary Zombies mixed in. I noticed their odd movements first."
"These Zombies move in unison, draped in tattered clothing while trying to conceal their bodies. I managed to slip into one of their garments for a closer look and found that they were entangled with a delicate and elongated rope. The edges of the rope were frayed, and at the very end, there was something resembling a hooked shape."
"Through toxin analysis, these Zombies exceed Second Tier but haven't reached Third Stage yet. They possess great strength and show no signs of Zombie Crystal s. It’s likely they are controlled by a main body Zombie, similar to what we encountered on the Ruiguan battlefield with the Gliding Zombie. However, we have yet to locate this main body Zombie, making it impossible to carry out a decapitation operation."
Zhou Rui's report was thorough. The Teacher merely nodded and quietly noted it down in a notebook, making two copies—one for Zhou Rui to deliver to the command center, where Zheng Yifan was stationed.
This type of Zombie was undoubtedly a force not to be underestimated in the upcoming battle. (To be continued...)
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