At her call, three Level 7 transcendent beings and one Level 9 transcendent swiftly surrounded her. One of them, whose hand glowed, layered a second light armor over Wallflower, creating a double barrier.Their duty was to shield Wallflower from the overwhelming spiritual attack of the creature behind the scenes. Their role? To act as human shields. When the psychic assault struck, the four protectors would absorb the majority of the damage, leaving Wallflower to bear only a fraction of it.In gaming terms, they were “covering the ADC” and “sharing damage” in the most literal sense.The group quickly abandoned the third-floor window and rushed downstairs, where a high-mobility Jeep was always on standby, ready to whisk them away at any moment.As for the Level 21 F2, they didn’t need to worry about it.Team Leader Gemma Pryor would handle it.Sure enough, the high-speed F2 encountered fierce resistance as soon as it reached the third line of defense, where the transcendent beings had
Back when they were attacking the level 25 mutated strength-type zombie, none of them had even reached level 9. Only Jarred was at level 10, Memphis at level 11, while the rest were mostly level 6 and 7, with a few at level 8. But here at Battlefield No. 3, there were already four level 9s, with Gemma at level 10, and everyone else was far stronger than before.Even as strong as the F2 was, it couldn’t withstand the onslaught, and its body was torn apart.In a moment of desperation, it let out a pitiful scream, and its skin cracked and then exploded with a loud bang, allowing it to break free from the control and reappear outside.But its body had paid the price: one arm was gone, its chest and abdomen were riddled with holes, and its legs were mangled and bloody, with black pus still oozing out. It had taken too much damage to fully escape unscathed.It reappeared directly above Gemma’s squad."S-stop firing!"One of the regular soldiers quickly shouted to stop the others from shooti
The female team member's face had turned pitch black, even her flesh showing signs of decay, with teeth and hair growing unnaturally long from her mouth. Yet, she still managed to choke out: “My child... Protect..."Gemma's face was already streaked with tears. She reached out, trying to grasp the hand of the unfortunate team member, but the gentle glow emanating from her level 4 equipment prevented them from touching.The equipment was impervious to contamination.Desperately, Gemma shouted: “Samir, Samir, you have to stay awake! Willa still needs you to protect her. Medic! Where's the medic?"In her panic, she raised her hand to cast a healing skill, but her stamina and intelligence were both reduced to just 1 point, not enough to activate the ability.After a moment of frantic confusion, the level 2 healing bracelet on her left wrist began to glow, but it was immediately pressed down by another hand.Memphis grabbed Gemma’s hand, pulling her back, just in time to avoid the bite of
Gemma, trembling all over like a drowning person who had grabbed onto a piece of driftwood, quickly wiped the tears from her face and resolutely shook her head, answering: “Captain, I can’t die. I have to fight, I have to try harder, I have to protect. I won't... Hic..."She didn’t even finish speaking before she collapsed to the ground, unconscious.Memphis's mouth twitched. He quickly checked her pulse and, finding that she was still breathing, let out a silent sigh of relief.If Gemma had died, it would have been a significant loss.He hoisted her up and commanded in a deep voice: “Osiris, Xander, Travis, maintain the line, keep the soldiers attacking the zombies, and retreat step by step.""Yes, sir!"These three had undergone a massive mental transformation. Compared to thirty minutes ago, they were now much tougher and more battle-hardened.After ensuring the defensive line was stable, Memphis cast a glance towards Sunset Boulevard, a smirk forming on his lips as he muttered to
Holding two third-tier skill books, two Level 3 item cards, two second-tier skill books, two potential points, and 82 experience points, Memphis was considering how to allocate them.Ding! Third-tier passive skill: Cicada Molt. Skill attribute: Upon taking lethal damage, transfer all damage to a decoy and teleport yourself two meters away. The damage transferred cannot exceed 10 levels above the user. After molting, attributes are reduced by 50% for two seconds. Skill activation: 50% current stamina, 50% current intelligence. Cooldown: 24 hours. Can be enhanced and upgraded.This is a survival skill possessed by many high-speed entities. Typically, at Level 18, evolved zombies of this type gain the ability to "molt" to avoid fatal attacks.Memphis didn’t need this skill. He already had the third-tier Illusion Orb, and learning this skill would only harm him. Activating both skills in a critical moment would drain him dry—surviving the enemy’s attack only to die from his own depletion.
Thanks to it, Memphis had gauged that the Holy Light Sword’s power was equivalent to a third-tier skill used by a level 12 superhuman after three rounds of enhancement. Considering the Holy Light’s special property of being highly effective against zombies, it could be compared to a third-tier skill with four rounds of enhancement.For items with three uses, like the Mind Shield Ring level 3 and Wave Shield Ring level 3, they were equivalent to third-tier skills with one round of enhancement.At this moment, the P2s, P1s, and F1s were standing at the center, with four shield-types in front, at levels 17, 18, 19, and 20. The level 20 shield-type, with its smooth face, now bore a strange red double-arrow mark.Lazarus observed through his binoculars, adjusted his aim, and then spoke slowly:"Commander, I’m ready."He was ready to fire the anti-tank round.Memphis looked through his binoculars and said:"Target the bloated zombie with the reverse-arrow mark on its face.""Roger."Lazarus
So, there was no terrifying entity targeting them, it was just that they had “shot” themselves. This was fortunate, as it meant no fourth variable had appeared, no powerful zombie had suddenly joined the battle.But this could also be considered as the 3.5th variable.He pulled out the military binoculars again to observe, all his attention focused on the level 20 Shield Entity monster.It was still the same, fat as a pig, its body covered with large and small bone shields, its joints attached to cracked turtle shells, and its bulging belly split open, revealing a large, bloody mouth filled with fangs and bristling hair.On its plow-like face devoid of any features, the blood-red two-way arrow still existed, though it was much fainter than before.Half as faint."Damn it..."Memphis understood the reason and guessed. What happened earlier was the work of that Shield Entity monster.It seemed to have the ability to reverse an attack back to its source.It truly lived up to the word "sh
Memphis felt his lips twitch, resisting the urge to grab her by the collar and throw her into the middle of the zombie horde.If every team member under his command were as cowardly as she was, he’d rather kill them all himself and make a run for it, abandoning any thoughts of completing the system's mission.Ultimately, he suppressed his frustration, handing her five demon-slaying bullets, and said flatly: “Next, I will indeed send people to protect you. However, you must promise to fire all five shots at the designated target within 30 seconds."Wallflower thought for a moment before asking cautiously: “How many people will be protecting me?"Memphis glanced around the battlefield, then replied firmly: “All of them.""…?!"Wallflower thought she might have misheard, but after seeing the serious look in Memphis's eyes, she slowly responded: “If you're assigning so many people to protect me, this mission must be extremely dangerous. Wouldn't it be better to bring in a few machine guns