198: Shocking the entire army, is this a level 5 lackey?

The black tide crashed against the steel reefs.

A million-strong Corpse Tide charge was a hundred times more brutal than any simulation on a data model.

Although Liu Deshui's heavy artillery positions and the zhenhai carrier's naval guns had already plowed death vacuum zones through the sea of corpses, it was but a drop in the bucket for the endless zombie army.

"Roar—!!"

Accompanied by ear-piercing screeches, thousands of Level 4 "Claw Floating Corpses" on all fours, covered in bone spikes, stepped over the corpses of their kind like black lightning, charging into the North Slope's first trench against a dense rain of bullets.

"Ah!!"

Screams rang out instantly.

The automatic rifles in the hands of ordinary soldiers could only strike sparks off these monsters' bone armor.

A Claw Floating Corpse lunged at a machine gunner, its sharp claws instantly tearing through the bulletproof vest as blood spurted out.

A gap instantly appeared in the defensive line.

Fear spread as it looked like the gap was about to be torn into an irreparable scar by the succeeding swarm of corpses.

"Scram!!"

Just then, a shout exploded like thunder.

Three figures fell like meteors into the front lines of the battlefield, smashing directly into the dense pile of corpses without decelerating!

"Boom—!!"

Leading the charge was Zhou Hai. His body wasn't burning with the usual orange-red flames; instead, it was covered in a layer of heart-palpitating blue-green ghostly fire!

That fire had no violent heat waves spilling out, yet it carried a devastatingly high temperature.

"Die... for me!!"

Zhou Hai threw a punch.

The air was instantly scorched into distortion as a blue-green pillar of fire swept out in a fan shape.

Within a twenty-meter radius ahead, dozens of Claw Floating Corpses baring their fangs and claws didn't even have time to scream before they were instantly vaporized under that terrifying heat!

Not even ashes remained!

Immediately after, a Level 5 Armored Floating Corpse the size of an elephant, covered in heavy iron armor, roared through the curtain of fire, slamming toward Zhou Hai's back with enough kinetic energy to collapse a building.

"Watch out!!" the soldiers in the trenches behind yelled in terror.

Zhou Hai didn't even turn his head.

Because a dark-gold figure, like a mobile fortress, had already blocked his back as if teleporting.

"Thud—!!!"

A dull impact sound made the surrounding ground tremble.

Zhao Ze held up a dark-gold Immortal Heavy Shield with one hand, his feet nailed to the ground as if rooted.

The full-force collision of that Level 5 Armored Floating Corpse actually failed to make him retreat even half a step!

"Is this all the strength you have?"

Zhao Ze was expressionless, delivering a shield bash with a backhand.

"Crack!"

That Armored Corpse with its astonishing defense had its head smashed into its chest cavity by Zhao Ze's shield like a rotten watermelon, dying on the spot!

At the same time.

A red phantom flickered in and out of sight on the battlefield.

Su Li held the Shura Bloodblade, her figure so fast she was only a blur.

Wherever she passed, whether it was a Level 4 or Level 5 Floating Corpse, or even a Level 6 Giant Strength Corpse that had just climbed up, a blood line appeared uniformly on their necks.

"Ching, ching, ching—"

Ten seconds.

Just ten seconds.

Hundreds of high-level zombies within a hundred-meter radius were all decapitated, the cuts smooth as mirrors.

Su Li stood quietly atop the pile of corpses, her bloodblade unstained by blood; in her cold eyes, there was only disregard for life.

Silence.

The trench defense line that was about to collapse was now deathly silent.

On the rear command platform, Chen Yan, who was just about to lead a team down to put out the fire, now had one foot in mid-air, frozen in place.

His eyes widened as he looked at the three figures like gods of slaughter, his throat making "gurgling" sounds as if being choked by an invisible hand.

"This... is this freaking Level 6?!"

Chen Yan was shocked in his heart.

He asked himself, if it were him facing that density of siege just now, although he could kill his way out, he definitely couldn't do it as easily as Zhou Hai and the other two!

"Why do I feel like... my Level 7 status is fake?" Chen Yan's mouth twitched, an emotion called inferiority breeding wildly in his heart.

These are the people Lu Sheng brought out?

These are the Level 5 sidekicks he previously regarded as mere hangers-on?

These are freaking little monsters in human skin!

"Good! Excellent!!"

The Sea God Old General put down his binoculars, his beard trembling with excitement.

He turned to look at the indifferent Lu Sheng beside him and praised sincerely, "Young Friend Lu, your subordinates... every one of them is a Dragon or Phoenix among men! This coordination, this combat power—how is this Level 6? They're clearly a group of little gods of slaughter!"

The performance of these three not only stabilized the North Slope defense line but also gave the entire army a shot in the arm.

If even Level 6s could be this fierce, then as their leader, how strong must Lu Sheng be?

Lu Sheng's expression was calm, as if all of this was expected.

He didn't get complacent over this small victory; instead, his gaze crossed the noisy battlefield, looking toward the other mountains in the distance where flames soared.

"Old General," Lu Sheng spoke indifferently, "can those surrounding mountain Peaks hold out?"

Hearing this, the joy on the Old General's face faded a bit.

He pulled up a reconnaissance report, his tone heavy: "It's hard to say. Although intelligence shows that several surrounding mountains—like Little Gongga and Jiazi Peak—also have Level 8 Experts stationed there, and even rumored hidden masters have come out, against a Corpse Tide of this scale... without a stabilizing force like you, they're probably in great danger."

"In great danger, huh." Lu Sheng nodded slightly, his fingers lightly tapping the railing.

He didn't care about the life or death of those people.

What he cared about was that if the surrounding Peaks collapsed, this ten-million-strong Corpse Tide would all press toward Gongga Mountain... Far behind the Corpse Tide, fifty kilometers away.

This place was far from the roar of gunfire, with only suffocating silence and stench.

A massive throne built from countless bones floated in mid-air.

The Abyssal Corpse King leaned lazily on the throne, playing with a still-beating human heart in its hand, its eyes burning with green ghostly fire coldly watching the battlefield ahead that looked like a meat grinder.

In its eyes, those batches of falling Low-Level Floating Corpses were merely consumables, sandbags used to fill in the human fire network.

As long as it could conquer these mountains and devour the flesh and blood essence of the hundreds of thousands of humans inside, it was worth dying any number of cannon fodder.

"Corpse King! We can't keep sending them in!!"

Beside the throne, Tian Zhen paced back and forth anxiously, his eyes blood-red; his heart was bleeding.

"The human firepower is too fierce! Especially at Langge Mountain and Gongga Mountain, they're simply like hedgehogs! My army of Drowned Ones is fearless, but they shouldn't be consumed like this! We must send out high-level combat forces to tear through their defenses in one fell swoop! Otherwise, how long will my plan be delayed?!"

Tian Zhen was going crazy.

He originally thought he could steamroll everything with the ten-million-strong Corpse Tide, but he didn't expect these humans to be so resilient.

The Abyssal Corpse King slowly turned its head.

Those eyes, filled with ghostly fire, gave Tian Zhen a cold glance.

"Buzz—"

A terrifying pressure originating from the Peak of Level 9 pressed down instantly like ten thousand mountains.