108: Chapter 108 S-Rank Talent, Modern Armament!

"Not Liang Kun? Then who else could it be?"

Fatty scratched his head, and an ID suddenly popped into his mind.

"Saint Descending Upon the World? Right! It seems he's the only one who has a grudge against us!"

Chen Ze nodded in agreement.

"It's most likely him!"

"Damn you, old dog Saint Descending Upon the World! Launching a sneak attack without a sound! Just wait till your Fatty gets back, I'll definitely twist your dog head off!"

Fatty cursed, his foot pressing down a bit more unconsciously on the gas pedal, and the speed of the Mercedes-Benz G-Class suddenly increased a bit more.

Over at the Blockhouse.

The three lackeys were still wielding crushing pickaxes and outputting vigorously, the machines roaring endlessly, the thumping sound of chipping at the wall continuously shaking the entire open space.

The three were full of drive, attempting to grind away the Fortress's durability with the tools in their hands.

Just at this moment!

From within the dense cracks covering the wall, an earth-yellow thorn suddenly sprang out!

Its speed was ridiculously fast, like a venomous snake that had been coiled and waiting for a long time striking suddenly, instantly climbing up along the vibrating handle of the crushing pickaxe, and in the blink of an eye, tightly wrapping around the arm of the thug right in the middle.

"Ah! What the fuck!"

The man let out a miserable scream, and the crushing hammer in his hand instantly slipped from his grip.

The other two hadn't even reacted to what was happening when they similarly felt a piercing pain strike their arms.

Looking down, several thorns had already wrapped around their forearms, hard barbs stabbing fiercely into skin and flesh, and blood gushed out instantly.

"Ah!~"

Two shrill screams exploded almost simultaneously; they released their tools as if electrocuted and sat heavily onto the ground.

"That... That wall is alive!"

One of them shouted in terror, his face as pale as paper, trembling uncontrollably all over.

Saint Descending Upon the World saw it clearly just now; that wall did indeed extend a thorny barb, and the speed was extremely fast!

He immediately took out an E-Class Zanbato, staring fixedly at the city wall in front of him.

The other lackeys reacted quickly as well, following suit one after another.

For a moment, a comical scene appeared.

Dozens of fully armed burly men, holding blades and sharp weapons, formed a formation and confronted the enemy as if facing a formidable opponent, keeping strict vigilance over a bare cement wall.

One second, two seconds, a full half-minute later, not a single sound or movement!

Saint Descending Upon the World even doubted a little whether he had just hallucinated.

But how could the bloody arms of his subordinates be explained?

"Damn it, playing tricks!"

Saint Descending Upon the World cursed angrily, directly waving the Zanbato in his hand, and slashed fiercely at the cement wall in front of him!

"Clang clang clang!"

Three slashes in a row, every single one used full strength, but when hacked onto the wall surface, it only left a few shallow marks.

Just as Saint Descending Upon the World was preparing to continue attacking, an earth-yellow thorny barb drilled out from the wall surface once again, thrusting fiercely right at him!

"Damn it! What the hell is this thing!"

Saint Descending Upon the World cursed in a low voice, lifting the Zanbato to meet it.

"Crack!"

The E-Class Zanbato was incomparably sharp, cutting through the thorn in just an instant; half of the thorny barb fell to the ground, and the next moment it directly turned into white light and disappeared.

"This isn't a physical object!"

Saint Descending Upon the World frowned and spoke.

He finally understood; this thorny barb should be Li Yunlong's Fortress talent, which would automatically counterattack as long as it was attacked.

It really is a bit tricky!

A trace of regret appeared in Saint Descending Upon the World's heart; had he known Li Yunlong was so difficult to deal with, he shouldn't have come so rashly.

"Li Yunlong! If you have the guts, don't shrink inside like a turtle; come out and have a real, head-on fight with me!"

Seeing their boss speak up, the other lackeys also tore their throats shouting.

"That's right! Li Yunlong, if you have the guts, come out!"

"What bullshit number one on the rankings, I think you're just a coward hiding in his shell!"

"Get out here, you moron!"

The curses grew louder and dirtier, attracting quite a few survivors to look over this way, and soon quite a crowd gathered.

"What's going on? Why are there so many people under Chen Ze's Blockhouse?"

"You guys don't know yet, right? That group of people attacked Chen Ze's Fortress, and when they couldn't take it after a long time, they started cursing!"

"If you ask me, these people really ate the guts of bears and leopards. What kind of person is Chen Ze? He's a ruthless character who dared to tangle with an E-Class Mutant Zombie group, and they dare to come knocking to provoke him?"

"Brothers, just watch, these people are dead for sure today!"

The curses lasted for a full five minutes, yet there was still no movement on the Blockhouse, not even a single human figure.

"Boss, this Fortress is too freaky, it can't be taken at all. How about we retreat?"

The old subordinate leaned close to Saint Descending Upon the World and spoke in a low voice.

Saint Descending Upon the World's facial skin turned blue-purple, his knuckles clenching the Zanbato tightly.

The survivors in the entire area were watching the commotion; having suffered the death or injury of a dozen subordinates and finally retreating in disgrace, Saint Descending Upon the World would probably never be able to hold his head up again from then on.

"Retreat my ass! I must take him down today!"

Saint Descending Upon the World gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, his eyes full of ruthlessness.

Ordinary tools couldn't break the defense, and melee attacks would inevitably incur counter-damage, so he would use absolute violence to forcefully dismantle it!

As he spoke, he directly opened the system space, a faint light flashed on his fingertips, and a palm-sized object wrapped layer upon layer in kraft wax paper appeared.

The wax paper was tightly wrapped and waterproof, its surface printed with dense Russian text, and though the paper surface was worn and mottled, it couldn't cover up the chilling murderous intent. A few English letters at the corner were clear and dazzling—C4.

Right! This was a whole block of C4 explosives.

Before the apocalypse, although Saint Descending Upon the World was in the Long Nation, his security industry under his name spanned the globe, and his connections and sources of goods were extremely complex.

This packaged C4 in his hand was purchased at a high price from the military black market of the Russia-Ukraine battlefield, and had always been stored in the vault of his security building.

"Boss, is this C4 explosive?"

The person speaking was a veteran in the team who had once followed a security team to execute high-risk missions overseas in his early years. Naturally, he recognized the famous military C4 explosive at a glance, his tone full of shock.

"Right! Military C4!"

Saint Descending Upon the World raised his hand to grip the explosive in his palm, the rough waterproof wax paper rubbing and making a sound in his palm.

"Isn't he refusing to come out? I'll blow up his tortoise shell directly!"

"But boss, the amount of this C4 is too little after all, I'm afraid..."

The subordinate spoke up to remind him.

"When I was playing with explosives, you motherfucker were still playing with mud, how could I not know the power isn't enough?"

Saint Descending Upon the World sneered and directly opened the system page.

S-Class Talent: Modern Armament!

[Ding! Are you sure you want to use Modern Armament to enhance the military C4?]

"Confirm!"

Saint Descending Upon the World did not hesitate in the slightest.

In an instant, a sky full of gilded light poured down, completely enveloping that block of C4 explosive.

[Ding! S-Class Talent "Modern Armament" enhancement takes effect!]

[Military C4 successfully enhanced to, Over-limit Demolition C4.]

[Explosive power increased by 500%, explosive range increased by 300%!]

The light gradually faded, and the originally unpretentious and heavy square explosive completely disappeared, replaced by a smooth, delicate device only the size of an egg.

Saint Descending Upon the World raised his head slightly, looked at the Blockhouse close at hand, and slowly spoke.

"It wasted one of my upgrade opportunities! Then use your life to compensate for it!"