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As soon as my words fell, the conference room was engulfed in a heavy silence.
No one spoke, but the expressions on everyone’s faces told me they were engaged in a fierce internal struggle.
Should they trust someone like me, who had suddenly gained strange abilities and acted in an absurd and reckless manner, or should they choose to sit idly by in this besieged base?
The gears of fate began to turn.
In the midst of this silence, a sharp alarm suddenly shattered the night’s tranquility outside the base. The sound was piercing, like a beast with its throat cut, instantly breaking through the thick walls of the conference room and striking at our eardrums.
Everyone’s faces changed dramatically; the previous hesitation and fear were replaced by a more immediate sense of crisis.
“Alarm! It’s an alarm!” someone shouted hoarsely.
I remained silent, my gaze fixed on the blurry map on the screen, where red dots flickered ominously, approaching the base at an alarming speed.
Flames suddenly lit up outside the window; it was the signal of a firefight between the patrol team and the enemy, casting shadows of tension across the distorted faces in the conference room.
Zhong Dali, that big fool, who had looked dazed moments before, suddenly snapped to attention. He stood up abruptly, his hefty frame knocking his chair askew.
“Wei Ge, is it zombies?!” he asked stupidly, his hand instinctively reaching for the fire axe at his waist.
I shook my head, my voice low and urgent. “Not zombies; it’s people.”
Just then, a chilling scream pierced through the night.
“Bang!”
The alloy door of the conference room exploded in an instant, sending wood splinters and metal shards flying.
A dark-clad assassin with an eerie presence rushed in like a specter.
He wielded a glinting short blade and lunged straight for one of our new teammates closest to the door.
The new teammate barely had time to react before the short blade pierced his chest.
Blood gushed out like a fountain, tracing a blinding arc in the air before splattering onto the cold ground.
"Thud!"
The teammate's body collapsed limply, his eyes wide with terror, frozen in a moment of shock that would never fade.
His death came so suddenly, so unexpectedly, that everyone was left in stunned silence.
The air was thick with the metallic scent of blood, sending a jolt through everyone's nerves.
"Ah—!" A piercing scream finally shattered the silence of the conference room.
"It's the Dark Council! They really have come!" Wei Zhong roared, yanking out his energy gun and aiming it directly at the assassin.
"Counterattack! Counterattack!" he bellowed as he pulled the trigger.
A blue energy beam shot forth instantly, striking the assassin's arm with precision.
However, the assassin merely grunted in response, his figure flickering as he effortlessly evaded further attacks, gliding through the conference room like a ghost.
More shadows surged in through the shattered doorway, agile and well-equipped, their high-tech weapons gleaming ominously.
Laser guns, sonic disruptors, and even some bizarre weaponry that had never been seen before transformed the conference room into a hellish battleground.
Outside the camp, gunfire, explosions, and screams echoed chaotically, plunging the entire base into turmoil.
Our team members quickly grabbed their weapons and engaged in fierce combat with the assassins.
Zhong Dali led the charge, wielding a fire axe with fierce determination. Each swing carried immense power, forcing the assassins to keep their distance.
Yet these assassins were no ordinary foes; they coordinated seamlessly and attacked with precision, clearly trained to a professional standard.
My ability, "Light Energy Sensory," came into play amidst the chaos, allowing me to sense the subtle energy fluctuations in the air and anticipate the direction of the assassin's attack.
I dodged and blocked continuously, my energy dagger striking precisely at the enemy's vital points.
However, two fists cannot match four hands. Suddenly, an assassin launched a sneak attack from behind, a sharp short blade aimed at my back.
I swiftly turned to the side, feeling the blade graze my ribs, a sharp pain causing me to grunt softly.
In that moment of crisis, a fierce determination flashed in my eyes.
Without a second thought, I lunged at the assassin who had attacked me and sank my teeth into his neck!
A cold energy surged through my teeth into my body; it was the assassin's "immunity" and "ability."
My body instantly stiffened, muscles began to spasm, and a tearing pain radiated from my limbs.
This was the side effect of the "Soul Devouring Immunity Evolution" ability—devouring a living being brought far greater agony than consuming a zombie.
Yet alongside the pain was an unprecedented sense of power.
I could feel the assassin's immunity to "pain" and his strange "Teleportation" ability being rapidly absorbed by me.
At the peak of my suffering, my body erupted with a powerful wave of energy.
I released my grip on the assassin's neck; his body slumped down lifelessly, his eyes filled with unwillingness and shock.
With a thud!
The moment he hit the ground, I felt as if I had broken through some kind of shackles.
My body felt light as if I could fly, and everything around me slowed down.
I could even clearly see the trajectory of bullets flying through the air and the subtle killing intent in the eyes of the assassins.
Is this... "Teleportation"?
With a thought, my body instantly transformed into a fleeting shadow, appearing behind another assassin.
He hadn't even reacted when my hand seized the Laser Gun from his grasp, twisting it violently!
"Crack!"
The sharp sound of breaking bones echoed painfully across the chaotic battlefield.
The assassin let out a scream akin to that of a slaughtered pig as the Laser Gun fell from his hands.
I gave him no chance; I swung my elbow back, striking him hard at the base of his skull.
"Thud!"
He collapsed without a sound, his fate unknown.
I felt as if I had become a killing machine, each movement precise and lethal.
This sensation was both unfamiliar and exhilarating.
I continued to teleport, each appearance marked by the fall of another assassin.
Blood splattered, severed limbs flew through the air.
In just a few minutes, the assassins in the conference room were all slaughtered by me.
The air was thick with the stench of blood and gunpowder.
The sounds of gunfire and screams gradually faded away.
The battle was over.
I gasped for breath, my chest heaving violently, as if all the strength had been drained from my body.
The ability "Soul Devouring Immunity Evolution" was powerful, but each use came with immense consumption and backlash.
I staggered over to the New Partner who had just been killed by the assassin.
He lay quietly in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open, unable to close even in death.
A gaping wound in his chest was a shocking sight.
My heart jolted.
He had just joined us, and I hadn’t even had the chance to remember his name before he… died.
An indescribable sense of sorrow surged within me.
I crouched down and gently closed his eyes.
The blood was still warm.
My fingertips were stained with it.
As I looked at his frozen expression of terror, a long-buried emotion deep within me seemed to awaken quietly.
Was it indifference to life?
Or perhaps… numbness to death?
No, neither.
It was a… powerless struggle.
I slowly stood up, my gaze sweeping over the devastated conference room and the assassin lying in a pool of blood.
In this apocalyptic world, despair reigns supreme.
Power is the only law of survival.
I crave power, not only to live better but also to prevent such tragedies from happening again.
The life of my fallen comrade, though brief, has pierced my heart like a thorn.
It serves as a reminder that in this world, no one can remain unscathed.
And I still have a long journey ahead.
Not just for myself, but for those… I wish to protect.
My gaze pierces through the shattered window, looking out into the darkness beyond the base.
The night is still long.
The aftermath lingers; the morale of our team has been shaken by the "Awakening" assembly, and we urgently need to revive it.
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