Apocalypse: The Supporting Actress Made a Comeback
Chapter 300 - 175 Sound Counterattack (Third Update)

Chapter 300: 175 Sound Counterattack (Third Update)

This was a voice that could confuse the mind; it not only could arouse the deepest fears in people’s hearts but also the deepest desires!

Gradually, some people with weaker spiritual power began to flush with a reddened face, their eyes fiery as if they had seen something they had longed for in their dreams. Then, one by one, these people leaped down the Protection Wall, utterly disregarding the fact that they fell flat on their faces, and after scrambling up, they ran excitedly towards the direction of the Zombie Group.

Some of them even threw away their weapons in their hands, completely losing their rationality, with only frenzy and desire remaining in their eyes.

Among them was a frail young man, whose strength probably wasn’t up to par, so he didn’t run very fast, his face still showing a sickly pallor. However, his eyes were frighteningly bright, shining like stars. And from his mouth, he muttered incessantly, "Food... Food... So much food... Mine... all mine..."

At that moment, an ugly zombie suddenly appeared beside him. Yet, he acted as if he saw nothing, continuing to run forward. The zombie bared its mouth, revealing sharp, yellowed teeth. Fresh bits of flesh clung to its teeth, and a drop of murky, yellow saliva dripped from the corner of its mouth, making it appear even more ferocious and terrifying.

It swiftly extended its sharp claws, stabbing into the young man’s back, who was completely unaware of the danger from behind. His eyes only held an illusion of food.

With a "thud," the claws pierced through his back, and his body jolted sharply; following that, the Illusion Realm in front of him melted away like ice and snow, the ’fresh food’ turning completely into an illusory bubble. As he emerged from the Illusion Realm and regained his senses, the first thing he felt was a tearing pain from his chest.

The zombie emitted the scent of decay that incessantly stimulated his fragile sense of smell. Realizing what had happened, he widened his eyes in terror and began to tremble uncontrollably.

But such trembling was futile; the next moment, the zombie withdrew its claw from his back, taking with it a still-beating heart. Hot blood surged out, and all his strength seemed to drain from the wound along with his blood.

His strengthless body heavily collapsed to the ground; his body still reflexively shivered as blood spilled continuously from his mouth, the searing vitality in stark contrast to his deadening eyes.

He was not the only one to meet such a harrowing death; many others, controlled just like him, were powerless to resist and were killed by zombies without any fight.

The deaths of these people made the air even more saturated with the smell of blood, and the zombies, enticed by the fresh scent, became even crueler and more ruthless. They continuously launched surprise attacks on those under control and were successful time and again.

There were also some who were not completely controlled, yet their situation was far from optimistic. They clenched their teeth tightly, desperately resisting this intangible manipulation, trying to break free.

Unfortunately, their luck was exceptionally bad this time, facing a Level 3 Spiritual Zombie on the verge of leveling up. Its Spiritual Attack was not something ordinary people could withstand.

That ethereal voice continued without cease, and at the same time, some zombies didn’t attack humans but instead took advantage of the chaos to quietly collect Crystal Cores.

However, after extracting the Crystal Cores, they did not consume them right away but instead tucked them into pockets on their bodies.

Fang Yuyang and Bai Ye were on the verge of being controlled when Fang Yuxin, just in time, cast the Heart Clearing Technique and saved them. However, others were not so fortunate.

As more and more people fell to the zombies, the expressions on Fang Yuyang and Bai Ye’s faces grew increasingly grim.

They couldn’t go on like this; otherwise, the casualties would be even greater!

Fang Yuyang looked at Fang Yuxin, "Xinxin, do you have any way out?"

As soon as he spoke, Bai Ye also looked at Fang Yuxin, his eyes also bearing a questioning look. He had the same question; he was just worried that Yuxin had no solution, which is why he hesitated to ask. He didn’t expect that Yu Yang would ask first.

Fang Yuxin looked at those who had fallen into the Illusion Realm, then opened her waist pouch and took out a palm-sized green bamboo flute from "inside."

The flute was very delicate, exquisitely verdant. It was not an ordinary flute, but one that Fang Yuxin had obtained from the Qingmu Spiritual Mansion. Afterward, she had simply refined it into a bamboo flute.