Chapter 167: The Caravan from Afar

In the vicinity of Lindong, a certain wasteland.

A massive convoy, stirring up dust, was slowly making its way.

At the front were several armored vehicles, their fronts welded with steel plates, forming a ramming horn. Parts were sharpened and carried layers of blackened bloodstains, suggesting what the convoy had been through with just a glance.

The convoy, comprising over a hundred vehicles such as armored cars, trucks, buses, and so on, had all been modified and armed to the teeth. Without exception, they bore heavy stains of blood, and some, like the wheels, were even tangled with strange organs.

On top of the armored vehicles, heavy machine guns were mounted, and countless dark muzzle barrels protruded from the convoy's windows.

The air was filled with a chilly and ferrous scent.

Mostly, there were serious-looking Awakeners, wielding firearms or cold weapons, patrolling the perimeter of the convoy with vigilant eyes.