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The power of flames was incredibly fierce, and even Zheng Yifan dared not underestimate it. Before him lay the Death Zone, spanning over fifty thousand square meters, devoid of any signs of life.
It had been completely incinerated, the ground covered with stones that resembled glass, melted by the intense heat.
It was almost indistinguishable from magma.
Zombies surged into this deadly area one after another. It was not their choice to enter; they were pushed forward by the horde behind them. Regardless of their desires, they could not escape their grim fate.
The shadow of death began to loom over the group of Zombies. No matter what Zombie Leader had once commanded them, this place had become a graveyard.
Not a trace of the Zombie Leaders could be seen; only the Zombie Crystal s on the ground and the green Zombie Fluid served as evidence that those Zombies had once existed.
This was not yet over; the fireball continued to exert its influence. This phenomenon would persist for a long time, until the fireball gradually shrank and all Superpowers were fully released before it finally vanished.
This process could take several hours, enough to wipe out millions of Zombies.
"Well done!" Zheng Yifan praised, positioning himself protectively in front of them as hundreds of Avatars of the Believers gradually appeared to guard their side.
In the distance, Wu Yingzhou and his group were just a few hundred meters away.
Amidst the crowd, Zheng Yifan spotted a unique figure—a woman in a Crimson Qipao. It was certainly unusual for someone to wear such attire on the battlefield.
However, Zheng Yifan recognized this peculiar individual quite well.
It was Li Li. Now that the Han Sui City Gathering Place had completely vanished, this woman continued to embody its former glory, tirelessly reminding Zheng Yifan of what once was.
This woman, who had once wielded a Submachine Gun, was now handling an Anti-Material Rifle. The camouflaged Anti-Material Rifle slung across her back made her look strikingly heroic.
In front of her stood Shi Laonian, that Fellow. However, she was now a legitimate Third-Stage Esper, possessing extraordinary combat power. Next to him was Li Ning, who was also in high spirits, a Third Stage Superpowered Individual whose strength, combined with the powerful lethality and control of Duality, secured him a place in the Hope Gathering Place.
"Get over here! Are you going to let me deal with these lackeys all by myself?" Zheng Yifan shouted angrily, though it seemed he was quite adept at handling lackeys.
Tens of thousands of troops were at hand; dealing with lackeys was nothing short of slaughter. The numbers were already approaching the Million Zombies mark, an overwhelming force. When quality was lacking, quantity sufficed.
Even if some of the army were taken down, it didn’t matter; Zheng Yifan could summon them again at any time—an eternally undying army, employing completely rogue tactics. This strategy was undoubtedly effective; those Zombie Leaders dared not let the Avatars of the Believers continue fighting unchecked. They needed to eliminate these Avatars to advance further.
Zheng Yifan's Avatars of the Believers also had their limits. He could already feel his Superpower rapidly depleting within him, and it was diminishing at an exponential rate.
This sensation was certainly unpleasant; he had never anticipated that the consumption of the Avatars of the Believers would be so immense.
He had initially thought he could summon these Avatars to fight almost endlessly.
However, it seemed that even one’s limits could only last for two hours; beyond that, he would risk overexerting his Superpower.
Clearly, some Zombie Leaders among the horde were becoming restless. The massive number of Ordinary Zombies dying on the battlefield was a significant loss for them. They would not sit idly by.
A large number of Advanced Zombies appeared on the battlefield, and these Zombies were formidable.
The first to engage were the Third-Stage Zombies. The Second-Level Zombies had long since fallen; with a sweep of their tails, Third-Stage Zombies could eliminate all Avatars of the Believers within range. Those Avatars stood no chance against Third-Stage Zombies, and moreover, the number of Third-Stage Zombies suddenly increased even more.
Not to mention the Fourth-Stage Zombies. The serrated edges on the tails of Fourth-Stage Zombies were a nightmare for the Avatars of the Believers; a mere swipe could result in mass casualties among them.
Once those Advanced Zombies entered the battlefield, everything changed dramatically.
Zheng Yifan clearly noticed that there were only a little over ten thousand Avatars of the Believers left. The rest had been taken down by the Advanced Zombies.
The most terrifying sight was a massive Mutated Zombie, which resembled an octopus, its body covered in Tentacles that could extend into hundreds of them, spraying enemies with relentless attacks. In just one second, it could unleash hundreds of strikes; if it spun around among the crowd of Avatars of the Believers, thousands would fall in an instant.
That was already a tenth of their number.
The Avatars of the Believers finally couldn't hold on any longer, which Zheng Yifan had anticipated; otherwise, they would have been invincible long ago.
When quantity met quality, they still faced defeat.
"Boss! We should retreat!" Wu Yingzhou, this Old Buddy, was the first to rush over. The three clones beside him wielded their curved blades with deadly precision, indicating that he had developed a taste for slaughter. Not a single Zombie around him remained intact; they were all reduced to pieces as if he were peeling apples.
Zheng Yifan felt relieved; with the Avatars of the Believers and Wu Yingzhou by his side, they could ensure stable combat.
Shi Laonian, this Fellow, was more concerned about Zheng Yifan's well-being than anything else; instead, he was sizing up Zheng Yifan.
"Boss! I heard from Fat Man that you always have good wine here. How come I haven't seen any? Why don't you bring some out for this old man to taste and see if it's watered down?" The shameless Shi Laonian approached Zheng Yifan with a flattering smile, asking for wine.
"I knew your first words would be about wanting wine; I just didn't expect you to be so shameless!" Zheng Yifan tossed two bottles of Moutai his way. These were aged wines collected by post-apocalyptic merchants, rich in flavor and rare treasures. There was no way Shi Laonian, this Drunkard, would care about what kind of wine it was.
Once the bottles reached his hands, he somehow managed to pop the seals open and began to gulp it down greedily.
"Don't get drunk; everyone needs to stay alert. Since we are all elite fighters, we need to accomplish something big; otherwise, won't we be looked down upon by those in the Gathering Place?" Zheng Yifan's eyes sparkled as he gazed into the distance at the enormous Tentacle Monster.
Zheng Yifan had already confirmed that it was a Leader Zombie controlling its Puppet Zombies in battle. Ordinary Zombies were definitely not that intelligent; its fighting style betrayed it, much like how Zheng Yifan played Online Games in the post-apocalypse—drawing aggro and then swarming enemies.
The Tentacle Monster was doing just that.
"Of course, let's take it down! If we can get rid of that Fellow, I’m sure you won’t hesitate to reward me with a couple of crates of wine, Chief!" Shi Laonian, tipsy and burping, gazed at the massive Tentacle Monster across from him, his thoughts drifting to the fine wine in Zheng Yifan's hands.
"As long as you can claim the first achievement, ten crates of such wine are yours. But if someone else snatches the top spot, not a single bottle for you, and you'll have to quit drinking! Are you willing to take that bet?" Zheng Yifan asked with a sly grin.
He had never seen Shi Laonian sober; it must be quite a sight.
"Not playing! Not playing! I've never gone without alcohol in my life; how could I possibly quit? You might as well kill me!" Shi Laonian turned away on the spot, angrily gulping down his drink.
"Twenty crates!" Zheng Yifan raised the stakes, continuously tempting Shi Laonian.
Shi Laonian shrank back slightly, saliva pooling in his mouth as he glanced at Zheng Yifan. Finally, he gritted his teeth and stomped his foot.
He turned back around.
This was completely beyond Zheng Yifan's expectations; he never thought this Fellow would actually turn down his temptation.
However, this only made Zheng Yifan more eager to see if he could get him to quit drinking.
"Zero crates, but there’s also a jar of wine that’s been aged for hundreds of years. I’m just afraid you won’t dare to drink it!" Zheng Yifan added in the jar of fine wine Liu Hao had gifted him recently.
"Deal!" Shi Laonian exclaimed excitedly, embracing Zheng Yifan as if he were looking at those thirty crates of fine wine.
"Hahahahaha! This Old Buddy has been itching for it; I’m just afraid that if you wait even a second longer, he won’t be able to hold out!" Wu Yingzhou chimed in from the side, exposing Shi Laonian's facade.
"Go, go, go! You can only hold on for a second! I can at least... at least hold on for two seconds!" Shi Laonian shamelessly extended two bony fingers.
"Alright, then that's the next goal. Let's see if you can take the lead. This is going to be tough. If you can't take the lead, then everything is off the table, and you'll have to quit drinking!" Zheng Yifan's words made Shi Laonian's face twist in despair.
"Boss! You can't do this! Change the terms; just don't make me quit drinking!" His face was all scrunched up, full of misery.
"No way! Absolutely not! I still want to see the excitement!" Zheng Yifan, fearing that Shi Laonian would cling to him further, immediately led his team forward.
"Li Ning! You're responsible for escorting these people into the Gathering Place. The rest of you come with me to take down that Fellow!" Zheng Yifan arranged for Li Ning to bring Sun Hai and his son back to the Gathering Place while the others went to eliminate that Puppet Zombie or take out the Zombie Leader inside.
"Understood!" Li Ning was as efficient as ever. After receiving Zheng Yifan's order, he waved his right hand, and a peculiar weapon resembling a loudspeaker emitted a glow, sweeping away all fire-element Superpowered Individuals. Then he seemed to float in mid-air.
However, upon closer inspection, it was evident that he was being lifted by the power of Rejection continuously surging from the ground.
Each Fire Elemental Esper had such a power fountain beneath them, constantly bringing them closer to the Hope Gathering Place.
"This Fellow's Superpower is getting more and more creative. I really look forward to seeing how astonishing it will be when he fully unleashes his Superpower!" Zheng Yifan sighed and continued watching the distant Tentacle Monster Zombie, preparing to advance with his main combat team.
Of course, there was also an extra member here, Li Li. However, everyone had long regarded him as one of their own. (To be continued...)
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