82: Chapter 82 The Primal Virus

For a temple, the shorter the duration of the slaughter, the lower the unlocking level.

And the lower the level, the less useful the contents are to powerhouses above LV9.

This is an iron law that no one can change.

Finally, the gate slowly opened.

Golden light surged from the crack in the gate, becoming brighter and brighter.

Then, the golden light suddenly dissipated, revealing a portal inside.

Like water ripples, it slowly swirled, shimmering with a faint blue light.

Subsequently, a wave of pressure spread from the gate, shrouding the surroundings of the temple.

Powerhouses at LV8 and LV9 from some factions stepped forward, only to find they couldn't enter at all.

The gate rejected them, like a transparent wall; no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't take a single step forward.

Yet those at LV6 and LV5 could walk in easily.

After repeated confirmation, the rules of the temple finally became clear:

The unlocking level is LV6; only those below LV6 can enter, while those at LV6 and above are turned away.

Those powerhouses above LV6 sighed.

Having made such a big fuss, brought so many people, and prepared for so long, only for the gate to open and find themselves unable to enter.

The things inside were no longer meant for them.

Meanwhile, those small factions were secretly happy.

Organizations like Dark Blade and Blood Fang didn't have high-level powerhouses to begin with; if the temple's requirement had been too high, they wouldn't even be able to touch the gate, let alone have a taste of the soup.

Now that the temple was limited to LV6, they actually had a chance.

At this moment, Captain Huo Xiao walked over with Su Wan and Shen Yuan.

He stood still in front of Wang Lin, remained silent for a moment, and then spoke:

"Young Master Wang, the temple level is limited to LV6; it's a pity I cannot enter."

"But my two subordinates, Shen Yuan and Su Wan, will go in."

"They are both at LV5, perhaps they can be of some help to Young Master Wang."

"At that time, I'll trouble Young Master Wang to look after them a little."

Wang Lin nodded: "Commander Huo, you are too polite. If I can be of help, I will do my best."

Captain Huo Xiao turned around and looked at Su Wan and Shen Yuan: "After you go in, remember to follow behind Young Master Wang and obey Young Master Wang's command. Do you understand?"

"Understood." The two answered in unison.

People from various major factions began to arrange their entry.

They walked into the portal, their figures blurring in the faint blue light, and then disappeared.

One, two, three, ten, twenty...

The Twelve Zodiacs team also began to move.

Those Copper Badges, Silver Badges, and Reserve Members below LV6 walked toward the portal one after another.

No one spoke, no one fell behind, and no one hesitated.

Wang Lin was not in a hurry.

He stood with his hands in his pockets at the edge of the Reserve Members, watching those people walk into the portal one by one.

He didn't know what was inside the portal, nor did he know if it was safe or dangerous behind the gate.

It would be better to let others scout the path first.

Su Tang stood beside him, revealing a sweet smile: "Brother Wang Lin, aren't you going in?"

Wang Lin didn't really want to pay attention to this 'scheming bitch', and said indifferently: "I'm not in a hurry. If you want to go in, you can go ahead."

Su Tang's smile remained as sweet and obedient as ever.

"Actually, I'm not in a hurry either. I'll just go in with Brother Wang Lin when the time comes."

Wang Lin spat out two words: "As you wish."

At the back of the Twelve Zodiacs team, Zhao Hu stood at the edge of the open space, looking at Wang Lin: "Chen Long, isn't your son going in?"

Wang Dashan took the cigarette out of his mouth and flicked the ash: "Don't you know? Protagonists always make their entrance last."

Time passed slowly.

There were fewer and fewer people in the open space.

Wang Lin took a deep breath and walked toward the portal.

Su Tang followed behind him, a step away.

Behind them were Su Wan and Shen Yuan.

Light engulfed them.

When he reappeared, Wang Lin found himself standing in an open area.

All around, shouts of battle shook the sky; the sounds of weapons clashing, roars, and screams blended together.

He quickly scanned his surroundings.

Su Tang was not there, Su Wan was not there, and Shen Yuan was not there either.

It seemed to be a random teleportation; everyone had been thrown to different places.

He looked around and discovered that the people who had entered earlier were currently fighting.

They were battling a group of zombies.

They were the things that only appeared in movies, games, and legends from his previous life.

At this moment, those zombies were right in front of him, baring fangs and brandishing claws, pouncing toward the living.

In the distance, a member of the Miracle Company was retreating while fighting, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Everyone run! This is the progenitor virus!"

Someone nearby, while hacking down a zombie pouncing over with a sword, asked breathlessly: "What is the progenitor virus?"

The Miracle Company member killed another zombie, retreated a few steps, and his voice trembled slightly:

"I have seen these monsters before in the company's files."

"Before the Great Catastrophe, there was a company called Umbrella that specialized in researching biological weapons and viruses."

"Later, the virus broke out, and all of humanity turned into these kinds of monsters."

"And the virus that caused this change is what we call the progenitor virus."

"The reason we are able to awaken now is also related to this progenitor virus from before the Great Catastrophe."

Wang Lin turned his head to look elsewhere.

A person wearing the uniform of the Night Watchers made a move.

He pushed both hands forward, and a fireball the size of a washbasin flew from his palm, striking a zombie squarely in the chest.

The fireball exploded, flames engulfing the zombie and burning it into a human torch.

But the zombie did not fall, did not scream, and did not even slow down.

Covered in flames, it spread its arms and pounced toward the Night Watcher.

The Night Watcher didn't have time to dodge and was bitten on the shoulder.

"Ah!!!"

The Night Watcher's body began to tremble.

His skin turned from its normal color to a grayish-white.

His eyes turned from black to a cloudy white.

The whole process only lasted a few seconds, and then he stood up.

Raising his wrist, a fireball hovered in his palm.

This scene was playing out repeatedly all around.

Someone was bitten and turned into a zombie.

The zombies they turned into still retained their abilities from when they were alive.

Those who could use fire were still using fire, those who could use ice were still using ice, and those who could use blades were still using blades.

They had no reason, no consciousness, and they were harder to deal with than before.

Unless you cut off its head, it would never fall.

People started to run, one after another, running backward.

At this moment, Wang Lin's feet suddenly tightened.

He looked down and saw a hand reaching out from the ground, gripping his ankle tightly.

Then, a head emerged from the ground.

It opened its mouth and bit toward Wang Lin's ankle.

Wang Lin did not dodge.

His right leg was covered in a dark golden glow within a fraction of a second [Vajra Transformation].

The zombie's teeth bit into his ankle, emitting a harsh, grating sound.

Several teeth broke off, and black blood flowed from the corners of the zombie's mouth,

but it did not let go, still biting, still gnawing.