(3) How Could I Possibly Let You Down? (3)

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"Huh?" Tien Dao's eyes widened, completely stunned.

The Creator said, "Foolish human, do you really think you could control so many zombies with your own abilities? Ha ha, you were just an ant being used by me."

Tien Dao's mouth hung open. He had so much he wanted to say, but at this moment, he didn't know what to say. Despair enveloped him.

Suddenly.

"No, don't!" Tien Dao discovered that the Creator was lifting him high above its head. He looked down and saw the Creator opening its blood-basin of a mouth, filled with sharp teeth.

Terror enveloped him, a complete and utter fear.

His very dry pants were now completely soaked. In such a terrifying situation, Tien Dao had been scared into wetting himself.

The Creator's mouth stretched wide. Both of his legs entered the Creator's throat. Like a snake swallowing its prey, its gullet kept shifting. Tien Dao's body gradually disappeared until only his head was exposed.

Tien Dao's expression was one of extreme pain, as if his body was about to be twisted into pieces.

Finally, Tien Dao's entire body entered the Creator's body.

"Mm, delicious human flesh. The Awakened's genes are really not bad," the Creator laughed, then looked at the base in the distance. The seemingly tall city walls were, in its eyes, just the useless resistance of those foolish humans.

"Roar!" the Creator roared.

The tide of zombies behind it let out low growls and surged forward, rushing towards the base like a swarm of locusts.

This massive number of zombies was a fatal threat to any base or shelter.

"Fire!"

Colonel Tran gave the order.

Rat-a-tat-tat!

The survivors held their guns and sprayed concentrated fire. One after another, zombies fell to the ground, but they were quickly replaced by the zombies behind them. The endless scene was truly terrifying.

They had transported the arsenal of a military district.

They had guns and grenades.

"Eat grandpa's grenade!" Trieu Tieu Thien grabbed a grenade and threw it straight into the zombie horde. With a bang, the grenade exploded, instantly blowing away the zombies within a certain range.

Some zombies were blown into a bloody mess, with broken arms and legs. But even so, the zombies that hadn't died still wriggled on the ground, crawling towards the base.

This kind of spirit could only be possessed by zombies.

As long as they weren't dead and had located the humans, they would advance without any hesitation.

A survivor with a sniper rifle locked onto the Creator's head with a high-magnification scope, licked his lips, and thought of directly blowing its head off. He pulled the trigger.

Boom!

A destructive bullet spun at high speed. Even if it couldn't blow its head off in one shot, it could still damage the zombie's head.

But in the view of his high-magnification scope...

The bullet hit the zombie's head and was actually deflected directly.

How is this possible?

His eyes widened in disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Colonel, that zombie's head is too hard! My shot didn't even break its skin!" the sniper said in horror.

Colonel Tran said, "Don't worry about it for now! Deal with the zombies in front of us first!"

"Yes, sir!"

Right now, there were more than eighty survivors on the city wall who could participate in the battle.

Among them were a few women who should have hidden in the basement.

But when they learned that a zombie tide was attacking the base, they fearlessly picked up guns and went to the city wall to participate in the battle, to protect the hard-won safety of the base.

The number of zombies was truly too great. The zombie tide had already pushed up against the city wall.

They piled up like Arhats, forming a staircase, allowing more zombies to step on them and climb up.

"Flamethrowers!"

Colonel Tran gave the order.

This was a defense designed by the rich man. Holes appeared in the metal wall, and a large amount of gasoline sprayed out, dousing the zombies below. A flame appeared, and the fire suddenly erupted.

The zombies were engulfed in flames.

The zombies felt no pain. Even if they were being burned by the raging fire, they still wouldn't show any reaction, unless they were burned to the point of losing their ability to move. Otherwise, they would not fall.

In the distance, the Creator was just watching how these foolish humans resisted.

It liked to see how humans despaired.

As for the loss of zombies, it naturally didn't take it to heart.

Zombies were the most numerous.

There were as many as it wanted.

At this moment.

Colonel Tran looked at the current situation and gradually began to feel despair. The number of zombies was truly too great. Even though the base's defense system had been activated, it still couldn't stop the zombies' advance.

The metal wall had cutting devices that could cut zombies into pieces, but even so, the piled-up pieces of flesh could form a small mountain.

"Colonel, let the tanks out!" Vuong Du said urgently.

At this moment, the Awakened were useless. If they fell into the zombie horde, they would probably be torn to pieces in an instant.

They had Control Awakened here, but as their spirit was consumed, their faces became very ugly, the kind that was dim and dark. But even so, they were still persisting.

It was just that the number they could control was a drop in the ocean compared to the number of the zombie tide.

"Go." Colonel Tran nodded.

A moment later.

One after another, tanks appeared, like meat grinders, continuously crushing the zombies in front of them into pieces. At this moment, it greatly relieved the pressure on the scene.

"Grrr..." "Grrr..." Low growls appeared.

"Tyrants have appeared!" someone exclaimed in horror.

Having read the guide, they could already distinguish many evolved zombies.

They knew that Tyrants were very terrifying existences, even more terrifying than Strength-type zombies in a zombie horde.

The tanks, which were their divine weapons on the battlefield, were like toys in the face of the Tyrants. They were directly overturned. If it weren't for the protection of the metal shell, the zombies would have long since pulled out the survivors inside and devoured them.

One.

Two.

More Tyrants appeared.

The tanks were damaged, directly overturned by the Tyrants. The Tyrants even swung their flesh scythes, directly cutting a gash in the tank's iron skin. If it weren't for the relatively hard material of the tank, it would have been cut in two.

Gradually.

A sense of powerlessness appeared in everyone's hearts.

There were simply too many zombies.

And those evolved zombies made them feel even more despair.

"Colonel, do we still have hope?"

Someone muttered.

Colonel Tran looked at the crowd, his face very ugly, with an indescribable despair.

"Maybe there really is no hope."

This was the thing he was most unwilling to admit.

But even if he didn't admit it, there was no way around it. The truth was right in front of him.

"What are you doing? It's not over yet! We're still alive! Don't just give up! I want to kill more! I want to avenge my family!"

Little Liu roared, holding his gun and frantically spraying the zombies below.

Even though the zombies were not far from him, only a few meters away...

But the only thought he had when he saw the zombies was anger.

Little Liu's words startled everyone.

"Yes, it's not over yet! We're still alive!"

"Even if we die, we have to kill more zombies!"

"Damn it, I'll fight you to the death!"

Rat-a-tat-tat!

Humans, in moments of despair, do not give up resistance. Instead, they will erupt with an even more ferocious momentum than before, resisting in despair. Even if they die, they must erupt with the momentum they should have.

But at this moment.

A deafening explosion came from the distance.

The sound stimulated their eardrums, making them a little unbearable.

Suddenly.

A figure descended from the sky, suddenly falling from the air and landing heavily on the ground. The moment it collided with the ground, the entire area shook.

An invisible impact spread out. The ground was suppressed by an invisible force.

It suddenly caved in.

They still didn't know what had happened when their naked eyes saw a flash of silvery-white threads. Immediately after, the zombies piled up under the city wall instantly exploded, and countless pieces of flesh and blood splattered all over the ground.

"I didn't arrive too late."

Everyone's mouth hung open.

They stared dumbfounded at the scene before them.

They didn't know what had happened.

But as the dust settled, a figure appeared in the deep pit.

Everyone looked at that figure.

They rubbed their eyes.

Wondering if this was an illusion. How could someone appear there at such a good moment?

"It's... it's him." Trieu Tieu Thien looked at that back. It was very unfamiliar, but the sword in the other party's hand looked very familiar. It was a divine weapon from a game, Frostmourne.

He thought of the records in the "Zombie Illustrated Guide".

He exclaimed in horror.

"Lam Pham! He's Lam Pham from the Hoang City Sunshine Shelter!" Trieu Tieu Thien's face turned red as he roared at the top of his lungs.

As he spoke these words, everyone at the scene was stunned.

Lam Pham from the Hoang City Sunshine Shelter?

Swoosh!

They looked at Vuong Du. Didn't they just make contact? How could he appear so quickly?

Vuong Du also looked on in a daze.

What are you looking at me for?

I don't know either.

I really just made contact, but he told me he would be here soon, to hold on for a few minutes, just a few minutes.

When he heard it, he thought the other party was joking.

That he was playing with them in their predicament.

But who would have thought that he would actually appear?

In the deep pit, the straight body fell into everyone's sight. The Frostmourne in his hand glowed with a silvery-white light under the sunlight.

Lam Pham turned his head and looked at the people on the city wall. He smiled and said, "Hello, everyone. I am Lam Pham. I came all the way from Hoang City. I am very happy to see you all alive. Leave the rest to me. It's okay."

His tone was very light.

The survivors on the city wall stared blankly at that figure, then looked at each other. The current situation had had a great impact on them.

Having read the guide, they had naturally seen Lam Pham's photo. Now that the person from the photo had appeared before their eyes, it left them very shocked.

How could he have arrived so quickly?

Lam Pham's appearance greatly surprised the Creator, but it didn't have any other thoughts. It just had the zombies continue to advance. Countless zombies surged forward, accompanied by many evolved zombies.

This zombie torrent was not something anyone could deal with.

The survivors on the city wall had very nervous expressions. They didn't know what the outcome would be. They just hoped he would hold on.

At this moment, Lam Pham was hope in their hearts, he was light. Having finally seen hope in the darkness, no one was willing to see that hope shattered just like that.

Looking at the charging zombies before him, Lam Pham's expression was very calm.

If it were in the past, he might have slowly cleaned them up. But he knew that the group of survivors behind him needed a shocking scene to calm their panicked hearts.

For this reason, he just wanted to use the most domineering method to give them a full sense of security.

Facing the zombies, Lam Pham slowly raised his hand. The Frostmourne in his hand attracted everyone's attention. They all wanted to know what would happen next.

"This is really a terrible situation. If I hadn't arrived just in time, the consequences would have been very serious."

After speaking...