"Boom..."
The sound of an explosion pierced the sky, and the previously quiet city erupted like a volcano at this moment, creating a sense of inexplicable oppression.
A slender figure stood by the window, gazing into the distance. A glint of determination flashed in his eyes. "The urban battle has finally begun..."
Seven days.
Chen Feng had finally awaited the arrival of the troops. During these days, he had experienced a lot. After killing numerous monsters and more than a dozen lives, a subtle change had occurred in his demeanor.
If the previous Chen Feng was like a young and inexperienced tiger, now, after being baptized in blood, he exuded the aura of a dominant tiger. His cold and stern gaze, just by standing there, sent an inexplicable chill through ordinary people.
The troops were arriving, and soon this city would be reclaimed. However, it would take some time. Many monsters lurked here, and ordinary cannon fodder was not enough. Elite creatures like the Hellhounds were also prevalent.
Blood.
To restore order to this city would require a heavy price, and that would mean sacrificing lives.
Continue waiting?
Chen Feng shook his head. He was not prepared to wait any longer.
Adding icing on the cake was easy, but lending timely help was difficult. Previously, finding a base was necessary because of the large number of monsters outside. Blindly fighting would have been suicide. But now, with the army's offensive, both sides were engaged in a kind of combat stage.
In simple terms, Chen Feng was ready to go and claim some heads.
If a military status was needed as a protective shield, then he should make some preparations in advance.
"Phew!"
The ghost assassin pierced the head of a deformed beast. Blood and brain matter sprayed out, but he paid no attention to the mess on his body. Instead, he turned to look at the monsters on the side. His expression was heavy, and his hands trembled involuntarily. After a long period of fighting, his physical strength had reached its limit, but he had no intention of giving up.
Success was within reach!
The insects and zombies had already fallen, and now they were facing a group of interdimensional creatures – carnivorous animals that appeared to be a combination of lions, tigers, and hyenas, but with extremely twisted features, as if haphazardly pieced together. Their distorted faces were grotesque and eerie, their mouths and noses deformed, their teeth protruding outward in a horrifying and bizarre manner.
Deformed beasts.
Creatures born of the hybridization of wild animals and some unknown monsters. These beings were naturally cursed – ugly, greedy, and possessed a strong craving for flesh and blood.
Over the past few days, these monsters had roamed the city. Countless humans had died in their jaws.
Revenge!
The ghost assassin clenched his fist. During the recent battle with them, some of his comrades had been killed by these creatures. They had made a pact that if they managed to restore this city, they would find a way to contact their loved ones in the distance.
But...
They would forever lie here, next to these monsters, some even in pieces.
Unforgivable!
There weren't many deformed beasts left. Soon, these creatures would be slaughtered. He wanted to restore the city and seek revenge for his fallen brothers!
The ghost assassin stopped his trembling fist. Just as he was about to continue the fight, a terrifying and eerie intent suddenly flashed around him. It was like being stared at by a ferocious beast. In an instant, his hair stood on end. He looked up, and to his utmost horror, he noticed...
A pitch-black figure had suddenly appeared beside him.
It was an extremely hideous monster, exuding a will of destruction and ferocity. At such close range, the ghost assassin's heart seemed to freeze, and even his speed became sluggish.
"Be careful!"
The psychic practitioner sensed something was amiss and roared.
But it was too late.
"Swish!"
A sound like tearing fabric.
Like cutting through a block of tofu, the dazzling claws pierced through the ghost assassin's abdomen. Everything happened so suddenly that the ghost assassin appeared unable to react. A numbness spread through his abdomen.
In an instant.
The ghost assassin stared blankly, his eyes bloodshot. He breathed rapidly, his expression vacant and desperate, as he touched his own abdomen...
This subtle movement hastened his death.
His abdomen was ripped open, a huge wound gushing with fresh blood, but because the attack had been so swift, he hadn't even realized it. Shards of red innards and bloody flesh scattered on the ground, and in his final moments, he tried to stem the flow with his hands, only to find he didn't even have the strength to lift them. He lay back, unable to move.
Dead.
This young man, determined to avenge his comrades and filled with righteousness and hope, had died in such a tragic way!
"This..."
Everyone under Feng Zhiyong's command, even the professional warriors currently facing off against the monsters, stared blankly for a moment, then involuntarily turned to the sudden appearance of the monstrous creature in front of them.
A monster.
It could indeed be called a monster.
Its skin was a mix of pale green and pink, and its body resembled that of a huge wild boar. Before its obese and bloated form, even the physique of lesser demons paled in comparison.
Behind it was a heavy, bat-like set of flesh wings, which spread from its back and emitted a nauseating sulfuric stench.
The wings granted it astonishing speed, allowing it to maintain the ability to ambush despite its bulky physique.
The most troubling feature of this monster was its face. On this terrifying visage, there was a large, horrifying, tooth-filled mouth, as well as numerous knobs and sores forming a labyrinth of crevices and pits. Its lips exuded a cold, glossy red sheen, and reptilian eyes reflected coldness and cruelty. But that was just the beginning. The most astonishing aspect was its sharp, colorful, venomous teeth.
This monster was the leader of this group of aberrant beasts. Over the past few days, it had already devoured too much flesh and blood—zombies, insects, humans, even its own kind.
The energy derived from this carnage had given it the opportunity to ascend to a higher level.
*Crunch...*
The monster lowered its head and bit off the head of the phantom assassin. The hard skull presented no obstacle to it.
*Buzz...*
The head held most of a professional warrior's strength, and when consumed in a fresh state, it was more suitable for absorption. (Cruel knowledge)
Time seemed to freeze in that moment, the only sound around being the monster's chewing as it devoured flesh and blood. Suddenly, the monster trembled, and a silvery light shot into the sky...
It seemed to be evolving!