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The Giant Mother Zombie in the sky swayed continuously, its lower body injured, yet its image remained colossal, with a piercing roar echoing endlessly.
The shredded Cocoon fell at an increasing speed. Like a raging storm, the number of Zombies grew even larger.
For every Zombie that died on the ground, at least ten more would drop down.
The relentless battle continued, tirelessly slashing at those Zombies that would reappear after death.
The people behind Zheng Yifan gradually began to lose confidence in him. His fighting style had not resolved the issue; in fact, the problem was worsening.
The only hope for battle lay in the fact that Zheng Yifan had drawn closer to the true form of the Giant Mother Zombie through countless kills. Those ordinary Plant Zombies could not hinder his advance.
The gap between Second Tier strength and Fifth Level was vast, but sheer numbers compensated for everything. To defeat the opposing Giant Mother Zombie, Zheng Yifan could not afford to engage in a prolonged fight.
A single decisive strike, eliminating the enemy with lightning speed, was his only hope for victory. Engaging in a drawn-out battle would inevitably lead to his own failure. Even if the people of Hope Gathering Place continuously provided him with Power of Faith, the overwhelming number of Plant Zombies would only grow larger until they surrounded them all.
He was not afraid of lacking Zombies, as behind them lay the immensely populated Deep City filled with countless Zombies.
"That’s our leader!" Among the crowd behind him, Dragon Brother and Dazed looked at Zheng Yifan, whose god-like figure had already become ingrained in their bones since he first entered the Hope Gathering Place.
Before them, the power emanating from his figure was something ordinary Superpowered Individuals could not achieve. He himself was a Superpowered Individual, nearly unmatched within the Hope Gathering Place. Yet before Zheng Yifan, he always felt so insignificant.
Now, Zheng Yifan stood before them like a deity. There seemed to be no enemy capable of defeating him. Observing the warriors around him continuously using their Superpower to support him, he suddenly realized this was the leader's team—the most mysterious Guard Camp. Otherwise, such combat strength would be unimaginable.
Machine guns and cannons represented the combat style of the Post-Apocalypse, and it was rare to see such pure Firearms units nowadays.
Yet now, heavy weaponry surrounded him almost incessantly. A large number of machine guns were firing Super Energy Bullets, each shot possessing formidable power. What terrified them most was the astonishing combat effectiveness displayed by this unit.
Flames had perhaps become the most frequently used tactic by the Hope Gathering Place. The number of Flame Espers was also astonishingly high; every wish gathered in their hearts increased the chances of a new Superpowered Individual being born.
In everyone's heart, the desire to obtain something during the Superpower Awakening was immense, except for special Superpowered Individuals.
Now, there were only a handful of Flame Espers around, and dozens of gasoline bombs infused with phosphorus soared through the air, forming a vast web of fire.
The gasoline bombs ignited violently upon contact with the air, creating countless variations in their hands. The flames did not appear out of thin air; they required formidable combat strength. Plant Zombies! They were the best fuel.
Although plants were not easy to ignite at the initial encounter with fierce flames, once their moisture evaporated, they became the best fuel.
At first, the Plant Zombies were full of moisture and would not burn; they could even extinguish flames.
However, as the war intensified, their moisture became less abundant. This area was quite far from the river, and while groundwater could still be utilized, it was being continuously depleted as they bred more Plant Zombies.
The water in the underground aquifer had already run dry. Yet, the fighting showed no signs of stopping; plants on the surface grew wildly. They had already surpassed half a meter in height, and the rhythm of battle was ultimately influenced by these unassuming plants.
Even if the underground roots were strong, there would still be plants that could not be burned away or killed slowly emerging.
They were competing for living space with the Giant Mother Zombie. They were just ordinary grass—nothing special—but their vitality was unmatched. No matter what difficulties they faced, they would rise to the challenge; even a mountain of tons could be pushed aside by them.
Just like now on the surface, some tenacious grass had taken root and sprouted, gradually growing taller. Even raging flames could not stop their growth or hinder their absorption of moisture. Survival of the fittest—this was a natural law.
A large amount of Zombie Fluid was gradually absorbed by these plants. Often inadvertently, certain factors influenced control over the situation.
It was these plants that swayed the entire battle. The wild grass that had been suppressed by the Giant Mother Zombie to the brink of extinction regained its life force and burned brightly once more with resilience.
In this post-apocalyptic world, where grass grows and withers year after year, wildfires cannot consume it all; spring winds bring new life—a feeling that is eternally wondrous.
In dire straits, they launched a counterattack once again—a true counterattack. Majestically, they fought for their survival space right under the Giant Mother Zombie's nose.
The battle had completely changed; victory was becoming evident. The once-dominant Zombies had turned into desiccated corpses, no longer nourished by moisture and unable to withstand the power of flames. However, some Zombies still retained moisture in their bodies; they formed a barrier to prevent the fire from spreading.
Zheng Yifan had gradually approached ahead, while behind him, flames became like Flame Tongues and Infernos.
A large number of Zombies were burned away, and then the Zombie Fluid seeped into the ground. After being absorbed by the grass, it eventually entered the body of the Giant Mother Zombie.
At this point, the nutrients had already decreased by one-third. The remaining supplies were replenished and then eliminated once again.
Continuously taking down those Zombies, Zheng Yifan's Vital Energy was pushed to its limits as he charged forward, launching surprise attacks.
Wildfire Spreading, a technique that Zheng Yifan had used countless times, began to reveal a new form.
Flickering flames appeared on his body, as if the fire god Zhurong had possessed him. The intense flames scorched the ground completely, penetrating deep into the soil.
The moisture from the grass evaporated into thick smoke in the air. Black smoke billowed, obscuring the sun.
Right before him, the Giant Mother Zombie loomed large.
Within a distance of less than a kilometer, every step Zheng Yifan took was filled with lethal intent! With overwhelming determination, he finally stood before the Giant Mother Zombie.
Or rather, beside its massive roots. Because what lay before him was a gigantic tree root, like a wall blocking his path. The wound on its head was clearly visible from dozens of meters away, as if it could be reached by Tentacles.
The battle could already be declared over! (To be continued...)
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