A gravitational wave of 10G instantly engulfed the area, pressing down on everything. Even the flow of blood and sweat accelerated as they hit the ground. Everyone within a 30-meter radius had to strain to resist the force. Some collapsed unconscious, and even the guns pointed at the enemy dipped toward the earth, making it nearly impossible to lift and shoot.A fully-powered P2 level 28 could wipe out an entire battalion lacking heavy artillery.Fortunately, the soldiers at Hope Town had been frequently trained in a special facility centered around the P2 level 25’s power, giving them a certain level of resistance. They all took a deep breath and braced themselves. Jarred and Memphis simultaneously raised their hands and shouted:"Break!"Their third-tier Gravity Manipulation skills unleashed waves of counter-pressure.The 10G amplification from the Strength Type was neutralized, allowing the humans to regain some of their mobility. Memphis quickly shouted:"Osiris, stop that bomb!"
This was a zombie that was powerful in every aspect, with no enemy capable of challenging it, whether in close or long-range combat. Just this single P2 level 28 was enough to hold off over 100 Superhumans. No matter how the 300 fighters attacked, if this monster managed to break through, it would result in a real massacre.Of course, for all its omnipotence, it wasn’t without weaknesses.Fighting something so powerful was both difficult and simple. The key was to find something with a stronger energy frequency than it had—anti-tank rounds.The Strength Type might be formidable, but the energy frequency of anti-tank rounds surpassed this beast. It
Outside the battlefield, Memphis was fully focused on controlling his eight ice puppets to slaughter zombies and attract their firepower when he suddenly frowned. Why were the zombies gathering in greater numbers, becoming more frenzied with each passing moment?Although he had no clue what was happening on the other side, the intensity of the monsters' attacks kept increasing, putting more pressure on humanity. Memphis was forced to order the firing of demon-slaying artillery shells along with regular artillery to "scare" M2 into retreating for defense, continuing the revolving battles with their tactical maneuvers.But that pig dared not to retreat. Instead, it sent more Level 9 regular zombies to intensify the attack on humans, which made Memphis feel even more anxious and confused. He had no choice but to order the launch of three PG-9V shells simultaneously, hoping to frighten M2 back into the expected course.After the three shells exploded and the extreme shockwaves and pressur
The Manipulation Type was both enraged and terrified by the three intruders attempting to breach its defenses. One was strong enough to tear through the horde of lower-level zombies, another was fast enough to dodge everything and rush forward, and the last could vanish and reappear at will. It wanted to eliminate all three, but they were too far apart, and its Soul Suppression attack couldn’t cover them all at once. So, it decided to target the weakest one first.As Wylie advanced, the level 3 Soul Guard ring on his hand lit up. He realized he had been targeted and immediately activated the first layer of his level 3 Substitute ring. A figure identical to Wylie appeared but was instantly crushed, allowing Wylie to use his speed—one of the fastest in Hope Town—to escape far from his previous position. He then created a second substitute and continued his retreat.“Oeeeee…”Having failed against the slippery first target, the Manipulation Type shifted its focus to the brute with immens
Black blood trickled down from above, forming small streams, and within those streams were severed limbs, sticky brain matter, decaying eyeballs, and pieces of torn flesh and dismembered organs. A few birds, whose species couldn't be identified, circled above or perched at a distance, watching as if waiting for the end of the ordeal, ready to swoop down and feast on the lavish banquet.When war erupts, many stand to benefit, even those who have no part in it—those who don’t fight or exert any effort, simply standing by patiently, waiting...At the entrance of the cave, nine Defense Type zombies, led by an S2 Level 28, stood guard. Nearby, the body of an S2 Level 26 zombie lay smashed to bits—these were the last of the zombies remaining on this hill. The anti-tank rounds were truly devastating, but these monsters were even more terrifying. A total of 12 rounds, including PG-9V, OG-15V, and over 30 PG-2 HEAT shells, had been fired here. Six of those shells had the demon-slaying feature,
The only chance he had would be to weaken it through multiple strikes, slowly wiping away the concentric circles on its body. Thus, using the creature’s own energy to destroy it was the most effective method.Using "the enemy’s energy" to kill the enemy would always be more efficient than using "external energy."Because the power of the Soul Suppression attack was drawn from the enemy forces themselves, it shared an inherent connection with them, causing less disruption and sensitivity. Thus, the two commands Memphis had issued earlier would be executed precisely."Who would suspect that their own attack dog would suddenly turn around and bite the
Company Diamond Valley."You fool, you worthless scum, don't you know how to act like a decent human being?"Memphis Jackman stood in front of the director's desk, his head bowed, eyes fixed on his shoes, silently enduring the stream of vulgar curses. If it weren't for the 3000 USD monthly salary, he would have long since stormed up and kicked that idiotic fat man.His director, Lionel Hester, was a hybrid between a hippopotamus and a wild boar. Clearly, Diamond Valley was a scam company, yet he demanded that Memphis Jackman do upright and legitimate work.Like a brothel forcing its prostitutes to build a temple for chastity.Of course, Memphis could do it, but the righteous tasks he performed were just to cover up for the other idiots in the company, allowing them to reap the benefits.If those idiots were also only getting 3000 USD like Memphis, he wouldn't have cared. But they were getting 10,000 USD. Wasn't this a blatant exploitation of him? Clearly, their skills were equal, so w
At that moment, the sky outside the window suddenly darkened, and a storm, along with thunder, erupted, causing the windows to shake. Memphis was first stunned, then, feeling a premonition, looked up at the sky.There, a gigantic skull had appeared from nowhere. The skull, surrounded by swirling black clouds and lightning, seemed to stretch from a distant void, taking up half the sky.Memphis's face froze in terror. What... what the hell was that?Before he could think further, the skull opened its enormous mouth and spoke in a booming voice that seemed to pierce through his eardrums:"Lowly ants, your days of leisure are over. From today, I will make you taste my wrath. Get ready to face my fury, join my game, and make me pleased, ha ha ha ha..."As soon as the skull finished speaking, countless beams of light shot out from its eye sockets, entering the atmosphere from different angles. Memphis's eyes widened as he watched one beam head straight for him, hitting the top of his head w