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Chapter 846 - 508 Total Offensive (Part 1)

Chapter 846: Chapter 508 Total Offensive (Part 1)

As the alarm sounded in the command room, the complexions of several players changed.

Yang Dong stood up abruptly, and a teammate beside him lowly uttered, "I’ll go,"

then vanished from the command room in a flash of electric arcing.

Three minutes later, that teammate returned to the room with a grim expression.

"I was supposed to enter the disaster fog, but I ended up on the edge of another fog in a different direction. I walked three times, and it was the same each time," the teammate sighed and said, "A realm of its own, space folding, it really is the Sky Curtain."

The legendary formation, the Sky Curtain.

In a historical instance, the Peach Blossom Village written about by Tao Yuanming in his Peach Blossom Spring exists within that Sky Curtain.

It actually is a method of spatial folding, similar to ghost hitting the wall and the Mobius ring.

The Great Wall first cracked the Sky Curtain while dealing with the Ghost Train.

At this time, the appearance of the Sky Curtain within the disaster fog was definitely not good news. Such spatial folding required a massive amount of computational abilities, which even the Dream Cruise couldn’t break through.

This also meant that the Dream Cruise’s support operation had been completely severed!

"Sky Curtain... Are there terror demons with such abilities in the disaster fog? How long will it take to break the Sky Curtain from the outside?" Yang Dong asked.

"If a robot factory is maintaining the Sky Curtain, given its computational abilities, I’m afraid it will take us a few more days. Unlike the platforms for the Ghost Train, the affected range is much too large. Cracking it will take a lot of effort."

"It... guessed that we were going to enter the disaster fog."

"Of course, the Fear Cataclysmic Fog’s abilities are dangerous but also limited. As long as one can control their own fear, the danger level of the fog is just that. It probably calculated that."

"It doesn’t have the confidence to withstand our assault, so..."

"So, it plans to... eliminate all humans within the disaster fog in the shortest time possible, then let the fog spread again!"

"Everyone... the general offensive might have already started."

....

In a small alley on the west side of the Safe Zone in the aquarium, Zhao Qianhui, with a pale face, was facing off against a humanoid terror demon.

The humanoid terror demon wore a black mask on its face and was dressed in a black leather suspender outfit. Its exposed muscles were fierce and strong,

and its skin was full of bullet holes, with foul-smelling blood flowing from the wounds. Yet it showed no discomfort.

In its hand was a terrifying electric chainsaw, from which fresh blood was dripping. Snowflakes fell on the chainsaw, melted by the blood’s warmth, and dropped down as bloody water.

This blood... was human blood!

"You call yourself the chainsaw murderer, huh? Well, mine is pretty big too, you’d better brace yourself!" While Zhao Qianhui hurled insults, his chainsaw rifle, now out of bullets, began to whirl its deadly tune.

He surged forward violently, kicked the handle of the opponent’s chainsaw, and swung his own, striking directly at the terror demon’s shoulder.

The sharp chainsaw cut through the demon’s skin and flesh, splattering blood and sending chunks of flesh flying.

Zhao Qianhui didn’t dare to be careless; after landing a blow on the enemy, he quickly retreated.

Old Zhao knew that the figure before him was not something he could contend with.

Even if he severed this terror demon’s neck, it would not be enough to kill it completely.

Previously, a warrior had clearly blown off its dog head, but the creature had suddenly appeared around a corner, dealing a fatal blow to that warrior.

The warrior’s body was sawed into two pieces; Zhao Qianhui could never forget that moment of despair.

And now, despair had found him.

Like the monster in a movie, no matter how the protagonist resisted or fought back, the chainsaw killer seemed immortal, reviving time and time again.

"If it had been some other terror demon, it would’ve died long ago, but that’s right, you motherfucker don’t have a mom!" Zhao Qianhui cursed loudly while quickly retreating, stepping through the snow.

He had gotten separated from the retreat team, which was unavoidable.

In the blinding wind and snow, visibility was too low, even though he had been closely following a soldier.

But one attack from the terror demon had scattered their formation.

Trying to find the team again in this vast snowstorm was nearly impossible.

After much difficulty, he had managed to meet up with another lost soldier, only to encounter this chainsaw killer. They couldn’t even recover the body of the soldier.

"Damn it, how do the protagonists in the movies kill this thing?" Zhao Qianhui took refuge in a room along the alley.

He locked all the doors and windows immediately and began to vigorously rub his palms together until they warmed up before stopping.

This was a tip from the old soldiers: In this low-temperature environment, it was crucial to keep your hands nimble. Otherwise, one mistake could mean certain death.

Next, Old Zhao took out the ginseng root that Li Changhe had given him. He chewed it vigorously while checking the exits of the house and began to think about how to deal with the chainsaw killer.

Physical attacks were almost ineffective, which was the biggest problem. In fact, facing such abnormalities, ordinary newbie players would also struggle. They lacked attacks of the Mysterious System and couldn’t kill these abnormal beings completely.

"Layer up with more clothes?" Old Zhao looked at the wardrobe in the room, knowing that chainsaw chains were easy to jam.

The chainsaw rifles issued by the officials, with their three chains, were much more reliable in comparison.

Regular chainsaws could still get jammed by clothes.

Thinking this, Old Zhao walked over to the wardrobe, planning to put on more clothes for both warmth and protection.

Yet, the moment he opened the wardrobe door, alarm bells rang in his mind.

Without time for any additional actions, he immediately drew the short sword from his waist and held it horizontally in defense.

His reaction was correct, for as soon as he opened the door, the shadow inside the wardrobe raised a chainsaw!

The chainsaw killer; it had even snuck into the wardrobe!

The chainsaw slammed hard against the short sword, the chain cutting against the blade, sending sparks flying.

Old Zhao roared, exerting force in both hands to barely deflect the chainsaw, then stabbed the blade into the chainsaw killer’s chest.

A beautiful riposte with the sword! His training was paying off splendidly!

However, the enemy had no reaction, swinging the chainsaw horizontally, planning to exchange blows and cut Zhao Qianhui in half.

"Damn it, my end has come!" Old Zhao screamed in despair.

Dad, Mom, your son has really tried his best, hoping... hoping humanity can win, you must stay safe.

It’s just infuriating, dying a single dog. If I had known, I would have gotten cozy with the class monitor, her sister is pretty good-looking...

But the pain did not come. The chainsaw just stood still beside Zhao Qianhui’s waist, held firmly by a distinct skeletal hand.

As for the eyes of the chainsaw killer, an unprecedented look of horror appeared.

Because an eerie voice had also risen.

’Slurp’

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