If it wasn't for her future plans, Ella wouldn't have wasted so much time talking nonsense to a group of spineless women. They lacked both courage and brain, but she wouldn't underestimate their survival instincts. When it came to life and death, Ella knew they were more than capable of fending for themselves. In fact, there were innumerable women in the post apocalyptic days who used their bodies to exchange for food and protection. As such, she suppressed her impatience and said a few more words. "There is no free lunch in this world. And now that the world is in chaos, no one is going to protect you and feed you for free. Superhumans are strong, but they are not invincible. To survive, you can pick up a weapon and depend on yourselves." Ella's expression turned grim, and the urgency in her heart intensified. The full effects of the third wave of radiation had yet to manifest and show themselves. She only had another week before the true nightmare began. Therefore, it was impe
The trek back to the riverbank was uneventful. Aside from a few stray Mordogs feasting on the Winged Cats they cleared the night before, Ella and her entourage didn't encounter any trouble. Only after arriving at the bank and failing to find any boat did Kiera lose her cool and become anxious. "Ella, didn't you say you found boats? Where are they? Will they be enough to carry everyone across?" She had completely forgotten to ask this. The women that followed her and their families, combined with Charlie, the four superhumans, herself, and Ella and her three friends... Before she panicked, Ella patted her shoulder in a reassuring way. "Don't worry, we have enough boats. Wait here and keep an eye on everyone. I'll have Charlie and his men haul your boats over." Kiera's tense muscles relaxed at her words. Giving her a slight smile, Ella turned to her own team of three. "Marcus, you wait here with them. Celio will come with me." She nodded at Irene, turned on her heels and broke into a
Irene gritted her teeth and infused more power into her ice shield. The barrage of fireballs ate away at the sides of her barrier, giving her just the space she needed to strengthen her defense. Whoosh! Boom! Her shield shook fiercely and intermittently flickered. More fireballs sailed through the air and slammed onto it, pushing her back a step. Irene bit her lips. She glanced to her left and saw Ella erect a crimson-gold shield. A violent tremor shook the ground beneath their boats, and like a giant wave surging upward, it pushed them away from the shore into the embrace of the coursing river. 'She's not only protecting the people on her boat, but also assisting us in placing as much distance as possible between ourselves and Kuram's men.' Irene wasn't the type of person who belittled herself and admired others. But in the week they traveled together, she felt nothing but admiration for Elladine Muzhir. There were few people in this world who possessed the ability to lead. And
Stacy clenched her fists and thinly whispered. "Even if she did, what about it? She already left and won't be coming back. We should return to base and figure out our next course of action. Kiera wasn't lying when she said we're out of food." Throwing out these words, she turned, straightening her hair with her fingers, and strode away. The men they brought dusted off their clothes and followed her in silence, causing Kuram to grit his teeth and trudge after them in dissatisfaction. "I wonder... who is the leader here?" Meanwhile, just as Ella and her companions set out on their journey, a group of armored troops swept through Aurora City and appeared in Aqua Bay. In the lead was a man with gold strips on his chest, while men with silver strips flanked his sides. Masked and in army suits, the men strolled through the caved buildings in military vehicles and frisked every region with any signs of human inhabitation. "Not here either." "She's not here and not there. We searched eve
Just like their names, the Black Fang Eagles developed two black fangs from the third wave of radiation. These fangs were unlike the ordinary fangs of mutated animals. They carried venom with hallucinogenic effects. Once an ordinary, or even a superhuman, got punctured by the fangs, they would fall into a realm of illusions and nightmares, never to reawaken again. "Everyone, put up a shield! No matter what happens, do not attack and stay calm!" Ella hollered at the top of her lungs and took the lead. She erected a crimson-gold barrier around the entire boat, crunched down, and held her breath. The Black Fang Eagles had a strong defense. The feathers on their bodies were as hard as metal, making it near impossible to kill them. However, they also had a weakness. Their razor talons could shred bodies to pieces, but were as weak as tofu against superpower barriers and shields. What's more, if one ignored them and didn't create a commotion in response to their attacks, they would pe
The Flying White Cranes were the most sentient of the mutated creatures. After the destruction of the meteor ceased, and a new order was formed, flying cranes became a girl's best friend and the most flexible medium of transportation. Few and far in between, the Flying White Cranes were tightly controlled by the military and former officials, with only one or two in the hands of unaffiliated superhumans. They were used to attract superhumans to a power base and distributed according to a contribution system. Superhumans who hunted more mutated plants and animals, and brought greater resources back to the base, not only received better treatment in terms of living conditions and the type of food they consumed but also got the qualification to choose their own flying crane from a tightly guarded and raised flock. All the superhumans on the Honor Roll were in possession of a White Crane in some form or another. Ordinary superhumans and regular humans, on the other hand...could only d
"The hell! What am I seeing?" "She...she mounted the crane..." "And we can't see that?" The spectating people were flabbergasted. The scene of the slender figure leaping into the air, striking the giant eagle, then shooting towards the crane and sitting on its back, unceasingly replayed in their minds until their senses went numb. "She...is she really just an evolved human?" One of Charlie's men muttered despondently. He found it hard to swallow a normal superhuman, a female one at that, possessed the mind frame to execute such moves without a change in expression. Slack-jawed and wide-eyed, the group of humans and superhumans nervously gulped and tightened their grip on each other. No one dared to comment or reply to the man's question. In this world, there were some things that required courage. Some required strength, while others required intelligence. The woman before them wasn't just one who possessed courage and strength. She was a marvelous creation embodied with a per
In the center of Cyprus was a vast, rocky landscape. Isolated from the rest of the country by water on all sides, an ancient, primitive forest could be seen encircling a tall blue-gray mountain that stretched into the clouds. Bellowing mist swirled around the mountain, and shrouded the numerous trees and wild vegetation in a mystical haze. A few miles from the forest stood a stone mansion half as tall as the mountain. Obstructed outside the mansion, hordes of zombies banged on a towering steel gate, their animalistic growls filling the air. On the other side of the gate, a few inches from the zombie horde, severed arms and legs were strewn about. This was Sapphire Island. "Brother, what do we do now? Our trick only managed to draw some of the zombies away. What should we do with the remaining horde?" A weak voice with the high pitch of a young female sounded a small distance from the steel gate. "If we must, we'll sacrifice another. But we will not die here." A deep male voice wit