77: Chapter 77 Top Secret Chaotic Battle! Above the Crimson...

"Rumble rumble rumble—"

A rolling, thunder-like, muffled yet terrifying sound came from above the pitch-black Cliffside Epidemic Hospital.

Everyone, who had just entered the secret realm and instinctively prepared for battle, changed their expressions in unison.

"Captain Lan, where did this thunder come from? Didn't your intelligence report that, apart from monsters, this map is completely dead and silent?"

Beneath President Song Ming's lenses, a faint white light was glowing.

Several small magic round shields had already been released by him, circling him at a uniform speed to completely protect him in the center.

Lan Yujing's face was also tinged with pale white at this moment.

Her face showed bewilderment, shock, and incomprehension.

"No, I, I don't know! We truly haven't encountered this kind of situation before, I..."

She tried her best to explain.

However.

The city lord leading them, Jiang Xingdong, with a pair of shrewd and experienced eyes, already seemed to sense something.

He looked with a solemn and icy gaze at the pitch-black darkness ahead, where only the faint shadows of building stairs could be vaguely seen.

He raised his hand slightly.

Based on some fragmented intelligence brought back by the Rose Squad earlier, he had already determined their current location.

"Our landing point is the northern gate. The thunder might be some mechanism of the top-secret-grade secret realm; some secret realms just have a probability of special situations... Let's rendezvous with the other squads first!"

Jiang Xingdong said calmly.

However.

Just as his voice fell.

An abrupt explosion, accompanied by a shrill scream, suddenly came from the southern direction of the Cliffside Epidemic Hospital secret realm ahead.

"Ah—!"

Everyone's expressions changed drastically in an instant.

This scream.

It was as if it had awakened a group of ferocious and terrifying monsters in the darkness.

Lan Yujing's pretty face turned pale, and her mind couldn't help but recall the terrifying appearance of those monsters their squad encountered when they previously entered this secret realm.

"Roar!!!"

Accompanied by clear vibrations and the roaring of ferocious secret realm monsters, everyone saw that shocking scene.

Densely packed and pitch-black, there were countless monsters that couldn't possibly be numbered.

It was like a black torrent waterfall surging down from a height of tens of meters.

In an instant.

They crazily gushed out from various places such as the windows and rooftop of the Main Hospital Building, surging toward the parking lot area.

"Hum~ da da da—"

The clear roaring sound of a Gatling machine gun rang out in the southern parking lot.

"It's the people from the Crossing River Dragon Team! Only the combatants in their team are equipped with Gatlings!"

President Song Ming's expression turned gloomy.

"What is that fellow Jiang Long doing, making such a huge commotion right from the start?"

"Lord City Lord, what should we do now?"

Everyone's gazes fell uniformly upon Jiang Xingdong, while the latter gazed intently at the southern side where the gunfire soared into the sky, calmly planting his Green Dragon Crescent Blade into the ground.

He took a deep breath.

Lifting one hand, a red light materialized over his palm amidst everyone's shocked gazes.

An archaic bronze statue of lord guansheng appeared in his hand.

Red-quality collectible!

[Item Name]: statue of lord guansheng

[Item Grade]: Red

[Type]: Crafted Collection

[Weight]: 5kg

[Backpack Slot Capacity]: 2 × 3

[Item Description]: A world-renowned ancient statue imbued with a thousand years of incense smoke, featuring exquisite and archaic carving craftsmanship, surrounded by a lingering aura of faith. This object has been worshipped by believers year-round, containing a unique spiritual power. Legend has it that offering sincere worship in times of peril can deter evil spirits from all directions, protect oneself to safely escape, making it a rare collectible possessing both extremely high cultural relic value and special significance.

Jiang Xingdong held the divine statue in his hands, sighing softly.

"He is an impatient youngster indeed, but unfortunately, his experience falls a bit short!"

As his words fell.

A terrifying source energy suddenly erupted from Jiang Xingdong's body.

Within the pitch-black secret realm.

The statue of lord guansheng in Jiang Xingdong's hand suddenly melted like metal, smelting into a blazing red energy body in his hand and fusing with Jiang Xingdong's body.

"Lord Guan above, divine power possess my body, let no evil approach, and remain invincible against all spells!"

A pitch-black crowd of zombies whose entire bodies were dark cyan like cast iron and whose eyes were crimson like evil ghosts rushed out from the Main Hospital Building, immediately attracted by the commotion here, and charged up with ferocious roars.

However.

Before President Song Ming and Lan Yujing could make a move.

They saw Jiang Xingdong, who had his eyes closed, suddenly open them wide.

"Scatter!"

Two golden lights, like two great suns piercing through the pitch-black dark clouds, instantly slashed through the night.

Striking these zombies like searchlights abruptly.

"Roar—!"

Hundreds of zombies that would normally require the expenditure and pouring of at least thousands of purple-quality or even golden-quality ammunition to eliminate.

Instantly turned into patches of black smoke under the illumination of this golden divine light.

Jiang Xingdong pulled the hem of his robe, and the golden-quality Green Dragon Crescent Blade in his hand seemed to be summoned by some kind of power, its radiance flaring brightly.

"Hurry and rendezvous with the Falcon Squad, leave that side to this old man!"

As his words fell.

He had already taken a step, resembling a fiery meteor in the darkness, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed toward the direction of the parking lot.

At this moment.

The South District parking lot.

The Gatlings poured out dense ammunition of at least blue quality, roaring crazily; yet the pitch-black horde of zombies, in front of this metal frenzy, actually advanced instead of retreating.

What was even more fatal.

Right behind them at this moment, an eerie, cold, and yet regal figure was watching them with a smiling and mocking expression.

Crossing River Dragon Team captain Jiang Long had a ferocious expression.

A spear in his hand, which coiled with a water flood dragon whenever stirred, was already wielded airtightly in front of that man.

However.

When his attack, poured with almost his full-strength source energy output, hit the man before him.

It all vanished like a clay ox entering the sea.

Clearly piercing the opponent, yet there was not a shred of damage.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a cute little bug. The way you wave your pincers is truly a fine opening performance, but unfortunately... today's stage does not belong to you."

Mo Mio said calmly, a red light flashing beneath his cold-star-like eyes.

In Huangshan Base City, especially among the young generation of Pioneers, an absolute star figure and an elite Pioneer of the sixth rank of the Energy Gathering Realm had his body freeze on the spot in an instant.

The next second.

The golden-quality armor on his chest, along with his flesh, was instantly torn open diagonally into a hideous gap.

And the culprit who tore open all this was holding only a pitch-black ordinary feather in his hand.

A mere... feather...

Jiang Long's eyes rolled back, and his body lost the strength to resist at this very moment.

By his ears, the roaring sounds of several team members still struggling to resist the zombies' siege were still echoing; yet the Cliffside Epidemic Hospital secret realm, which had brought him too much shadow and disbelief, pinned him to the ground once again.

Mo Mio shook his head gently.

"Have you lost your fighting spirit? How truly fragile..."

He raised the feather in his hand once more.

However.

The next second.

A sharp green light blade aura, as if intending to split the surrounding building structures into two, arrived abruptly.

"Despicable scoundrel! Insolence!"

Mo Mio raised his eyes. Within his line of sight, Jiang Xingdong's figure, still surrounded by the phantom of Lord Guansheng, looked like a deity carrying a stream of light as he charged straight toward this side.

Along the way.

The zombies touched by the light on his body, whether ordinary zombies or mutated zombies,

all let out deafening cries of agonizing pain.

Many even melted away instantly like snow...

Mo Mio's mouth curved into a sneer as one hand gripped the goddess pendant on his chest, dazzling red light blooming from between his fingers alongside seven-colored hues.

"That's right. How could there be any logic in handing the stage over to ants to dominate... My dear, it's time for us to take the stage!"

First to bloom even before the red light was

a blood moon high above the pitch-black sky.

"Caw caw caw—"

Amidst the hoarse and dense caws of ravens, large patches of black feathers suddenly drifted down from the sky.

Under the illumination of the crimson blood moon, the feathers were like eerie ribbons scattered across a stage, and right above the void at the very center of this red light,

Mo Mio's figure stood gracefully in mid-air at some unknown point.

At this moment, in his hand, he was unexpectedly holding the delicate hand of an exquisitely beautiful figure.

Jiang Xingdong's pupils shrank violently.

The phantom behind him seemed to transmit a strained vibration at this moment, as if it were about to be torn apart.

"Night Raven Mo Mio! It turns out to be you?!"

Mo Mio did not look at Jiang Xingdong, as if the strength of a city lord at the third rank of the Core Condensation Realm wasn't even worthy of carrying shoes before him.

A deafening, ferocious roar came from the direction of the Exotic Beast Research Laboratory.

The crimson and ferocious Project Dominator Clone had the tentacles across its body condense into a pair of huge fleshy wings in mid-air, resembling a vicious dragon crawling out from hell.

Roaring, it charged toward Mo Mio in mid-air.

However.

At this moment, the raven feathers drifting around suddenly quivered one after another.

A melodious yet eerie tune rang strangely under the blood moon.

The sharp, eerie, and anxious sound of a violin came over.

Saint-Saëns's "Danse Macabre"...