Seeing Wallflower beginning to exhibit signs of doubt and self-blame, Memphis couldn’t help but sneer inwardly.He took a radio from his backpack, tuned it to a designated frequency, checked that it was working properly, and then handed it to Wallflower with a sincere smile."I was just kidding. Miss Wallflower, whether we fight or sacrifice ourselves, it's all in the pursuit of hope, freedom, survival, and a safe future. You seek it, I seek it, everyone seeks it. Those who died along the way did so by their own choice, but I'm the one who bears responsibility for that."It was I who pushed them into the battlefield, who turned down the government's help, indirectly forcing them to become stronger on their own, only to meet tragic ends on the road to hope. It was I who failed to consider your feelings, who bound you to my own ideals and to the town of Hope."I've realized my mistake now, that I shouldn't force anything. I'm giving you this radio unconditionally, so you can seek govern
Except for Yosef Leyton and Wylie Rawson, who were still unconscious, this was the strongest force that Hope Town had ever assembled.Memphis raised his hand and said in a loud voice:"The upcoming battle is the one that will decide our hope and future. Among those standing here, some will survive, and some will die because of misfortune.""But! Those who live will continue to build the path to hope, and those who die will have perished in pursuit of that hope. I cannot guarantee that I will protect everyone, but I can guarantee that I will walk this path with you all, side by side."
Neither of them was a good person. Cormac was simply a purely bad individual, but Memphis knew that he was someone dangerous.Memphis gazed up at the sky, as if seeing the massive blood-red skull phantom looming overhead, watching, ever-present, over the "game" that "he" had created. What exactly did "he" want?Why did "he" create this game? Why did "he" assign the task of establishing a force to Memphis, someone who had no desire to build any kind of power? Why did "he" assign the mission of eradicating vast numbers of zombies to Jarred, a man full of righteousness and integrity, perfectly suited for leadership?Was this meant to force humanity to "go against
The saltwater lake wasn't long, only about 150 meters. With such a short preparation time, they couldn't dig it any wider. As a result, the zombies could step on the corpses of their fallen comrades to reduce the amount of electricity they had to endure, still managing to push their assault forward.Not only that, but dozens of evolved zombies began to strain, spewing out countless black and purple lights to counter the electrical current. Two Shield-type S2 zombies, at levels 21 and 23, activated their shields. The shields, blood-red and pulsating with crimson energy, directly attracted all the surrounding electricity.Within just three seconds, the two massive energy shields were crackling with electricity.Seeing this, Memphis couldn't help but feel a sinking dread. The Shield-types could activate their shields to block and absorb incoming damage, but he hadn't anticipated that they could actively draw in electricity.The electricity from the numerous generators and batteries was b
The four anti-tank rounds, carrying destructive power, collided with the shields, but they slowed down unnaturally and then, with eerie precision, reversed direction, hurtling back towards the shooters.No one steps into the same river twice, let alone repeatedly suffers from counterattacks. The army led by Memphis had long developed a countermeasure. As soon as Valiant and his team fired, they jumped from the fourth-floor balcony to the ground, where soft mattresses and cushions were already laid out to break their fall.Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!The spot where they had just stood was blasted into pieces by four consecutive explosions, reducing the fourth floor of the building to rubble.Both sides were depleting their resources.But Memphis was willing to accept this attrition in exchange for counterstrike capabilities; he needed to eliminate all these variables."Oeeeee..."The shrill cry echoed again—this time after less than 10 seconds!A terrifying surge of mental power once more
As if reading the black dog’s thoughts, Reflection smiled calmly and barked:"Woof woof howl!""You don’t need to win; just hold it off for 30 seconds, and the mission is complete. One magic stone, a fruit from the same source as that leaf, and plenty of information about this world. Woof!"Moreover, he took out two pitch-black bullets brimming with a destructive aura from his pocket and barked:"Arf arf!""Hold these in your hand while fighting, and you will be able to fully suppress the opponent. The level gap will be infinitely shortened. Woof!"Big Black Dog, who was about to run away, hesitated upon hearing this, a troubled and embarrassed look appearing on his face. He rolled his eyes and gritted his teeth, then immediately spat out a silver-white orb of light and howled:"Awoooooooooo…""Human, remember your words. However, if this monster is too strong, I will run away immediately! Woof!"In a fraction of a second, he transformed into a 3-meter tall half-human form. His powerf
Hope Town was far too weak. No matter how powerful the third-tier skills were, they were powerless against the horde of zombies—ice manipulation, giant transformation, nullification, Transforming Weapon... All were utterly useless in the face of thousands of corpses. The only fourth-tier skill he could replicate was Wallflower’s Insight, but it was merely a scouting support ability with no offensive power.So he chose to directly copy the enemy's skill.Yes, he copied the strongest power of his enemy. He intended to use this ability of the primary anomaly to fight against it, to confront its own army.He had been waiting for three rounds of the opp
But Memphis, standing on the rooftop, once again raised his hand. The Simulation Ring had three activations, and his fingers began to emit a dim glow like the fading light of dusk. A terrifying pulse of information shot straight into the heart of the zombie horde, targeting a single, specific zombie."Oeeeeee…""Self-destruct immediately!"The target was none other than the level 23 Shield-type S2!The difference between controlling thousands of zombies and just one was immense. This time, the command only had 53% of its original power. Memphis dared not attempt to control all the zombies as he had before, nor did he dare target the level 25 P2, which had reached a critical stage of evolution, and certainly not the level 24 M2, the master of manipulation.He chose the M2's most loyal protector, the level 23 S2.Sure enough, the concentrated force of a single-target attack was incredibly powerful. The command caused the S2 to freeze momentarily; it trembled as it reached into the gapin