I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 921 - 917: A Spirit Beast?

Chapter 921: Chapter 917: A Spirit Beast?

The high-ranking Bounty Hunters from the Mercenary Guild were not thinking about the fate of those hit by the zombie behemoth at this moment—they were thinking that they needed to take down this creature quickly. If they didn’t, they would waste too much time, and with too much time wasted, they might not be able to complete their mission.

In any case, they couldn’t afford to spend too much time on this zombie. In this war, the Mercenary Guild could only win; failure was not an option. If they failed, all the strong members of the Mercenary Guild would face the frenzied retribution of the Peace Party.

"All of you, come here! Don’t just stand there watching. If it doesn’t die here, our current mission will only get harder. Do you want to see the Peace Party escape this disaster? If so, then let me tell you, if the Peace Party emerges victorious in this battle, not one of you will survive! Think about Li Henian’s brutality! Do you really think he will give you a chance?"

"I shouldn’t need to say this; everyone ought to understand this principle. If you do, please use your greatest strength and contribute to the limit for this battle!"

A Mercenary Guild Warrior spoke word by word to the other strong members who were watching on the sidelines because they dared not join the fight. Hearing his words, everyone else immediately realized that they could fail this battle. And the consequences of failure?

Everyone knew them in their hearts, but for the people present, it was like the word "death" for ordinary people.

No one deliberately thinks about "death," but it is something everyone will experience. Unwittingly, a person can become very close to death.

For some, the word "death" seems very far away, so they seldom think about it and subconsciously ignore it. But actual death is a severe consequence.

However, after the reminder from the Mercenary Guild Warrior, they realized the serious consequence hinged on the outcome of this event. If the result was bad, then there would be no more choices in their lives.

With this realization, there was a chill in everyone’s hearts, and a wave of fear swept over them. They had nearly forgotten what they were doing. Some felt regret, but there were no more options. Once on this path, there was no turning back—such is life.

So now, they had no choice but to go all out. Either they would win this battle, and the Mercenary Guild dissolved, and the forces they belonged to, along with others, would carve up the Peace Party, or the Peace Party would win, and then everyone here would have to meekly present their necks for the Peace Party to chop!

The outcome was theirs to choose, and how to achieve the best outcome would depend on the strength they contributed to this battle. Clearly, relying on just a portion of their members to contribute would not be enough. Although there were a multitude of strong combatants present, this did not mean that there were no strong combatants among the Peace Party. Some analysis showed that among the Peace Party, one-third of the strong members were Level 4 New Humans or above. Setting aside the Level 5 New Humans for now, even if Tang Fu, one of the three Level 6 New Humans of the Peace Party, had left for the 709 Mine, the remaining two Level 6 New Humans were trouble.

This was no joking matter.

To win this battle and avoid a bad outcome, every individual would at least have to sacrifice something. They must win this fight as quickly as possible, and everyone needed to be fully alert, preferably taking down the opposition before the Peace Party could even act.

"You’re right, lads, follow me, let’s slaughter that beast. The wild men of the Mercenary Guild have joined in, what the hell are we afraid of?"

"Exactly, exactly, guys, let’s go together. We can’t waste too much time on this zombie."

Following the words of the Mercenary Guild Warrior, other Level 4 New Humans who had been watching also took up arms and charged one after another at the zombie behemoth.

However, eerily, the zombie behemoth seemed to understand the intent behind the words of that Level 4 New Human Stronghouse of the Mercenary Guild. A chilling gleam flashed in its eyes, and it locked its killing intent directly onto him.

Errrroar!

Its mouth split open the next moment, each uneven, spiky, and densely packed tooth exposed for all to see, its gaze fixed on the warrior who had spoken.

Feeling the creature’s gaze, the warrior felt a chill shoot straight through his spine.

"Damn, has this beast become sentient?"

After cursing under his breath, a sly old survivor like him immediately knew the zombie behemoth had now put its attention on him, possibly due to his words alerting the other Level 4 New Human Stronghouses who had been watching the battle.

Yet, this was too strange and too coincidental. It was as if the zombie behemoth could hear human speech.

Such an event would be like finding out that a pet you kept carelessly before the Apocalypse could understand human speech. You tell me how unusual that would be.

Regardless of whether it was true, the situation now was that the creature had noticed him, and that killing intent—it was out to kill him.

Reacting subconsciously, the Level 4 New Human Stronghouse from the Mercenary Guild responded in the next second, rolling to the side and immediately performing a slick flip to stand up. Then, bending his knees, he leapt up and landed heavily on the ground.

His feet trampled two pits in the concrete road, running from deep to shallow, and the surrounding greenery was upturned by the storm his landing created. He moved his feet, bursting forth with the power befitting a Level 4 New Human, quickly creating distance between himself and the zombie behemoth.

But whether that distance was safe, nobody knew. The next second, the black light pillar that had briefly disappeared reappeared, like The Monkey King swinging his magic cudgel, brutally sweeping towards the crowd.

"Dodge!"

Someone shouted, but their reaction was still half a beat too slow. The next second, they were swept aside by the black light pillar, and countless people scattered in the air like dandelions torn from their stems. The buildings that the black pillar touched instantly split in half and crumbled with a deafening roar.

Roar!

The zombie behemoth roared for about five or six seconds, its limbs moving as it charged towards the Mercenary Guild Warrior who had alerted everyone.

"Fuck, it’s targeting him. It’s going to kill him."

"This... it couldn’t be that the zombie has intelligence, could it? The Peace Party has methods to tame zombies; they might also have a way to bestow intelligence on zombies."