107: Chapter 107 Siege of the Ruins

The sound of gravel rubbing together rang out for the third time.

Lin Ye had already lowered his right arm, and the Nano-wires slid out along the ground, lying across the stairwell at a height of half a foot.

Zhao Mengmeng held her crossbow, leaning against a thick stone pillar, the muzzle aimed at the half-collapsed iron door.

"Pale Species?" she whispered.

Lin Ye stared at the gap in the door: "The footsteps aren't right."

When Pale Species climb walls, the sound of their joints scraping the ground is more fragmented and chaotic.

The thing in the stairwell was pausing, waiting, and confirming their position.

It's human.

In the Great Xia Live Stream, the bullet chat was also scrolling frantically.

[There's something at the stairwell!]

[Don't just watch the battle of the three beasts below, someone's sneaking up from behind!]

[Someone dares to ambush Brother Eye at a time like this? Do they really have a death wish?]

[The living in the ruins are starving; the wolf skins on Brother Eye and Zhao Mengmeng are too eye-catching.]

The next second, a piece of gravel was thrown out of the stairwell.

The stone hit the ground and rolled toward the corner.

Zhao Mengmeng didn't fire her crossbow.

Lin Ye didn't move either.

Silence filled the darkness for half a second.

Immediately after, the half-iron door was kicked open.

Three figures rushed out one after another, with messy footsteps following closely behind.

The man in the lead was huge, with broad shoulders and a thick back, wearing half a torn animal skin.

He clutched a steel pipe in his hand, its tip ground into a sharp slant.

A light screen quickly popped up in Lin Ye's right eye.

[Nationality: John Bull]

Behind him were two others, one from France and the other from Kangaroo Country.

Further back, there were others from Cactus Country and Monkey Country.

They were all clutching rebar and daggers.

This was a multinational coalition.

They had sneaked up from the middle levels of the ruins, their only goal being the supplies on Lin Ye and Zhao Mengmeng.

The John Bull giant stared intently at the wolf king hide on Lin Ye's back.

"Hand over the skin, the food, and the crossbow!"

His Great Xia Language was terrible, but he shouted very loudly.

Zhao Mengmeng cursed: "Didn't your father teach you not to hold a steel pipe when begging for food?"

The giant didn't waste words.

He stomped hard on the ground, lunging out of the stairwell, the steel pipe whistling as it smashed down toward Lin Ye's head.

Lin Ye didn't pull out his crossbow.

The distance was too close; before he could level the crossbow, the steel pipe would break the bridge of his nose.

He pulled out his Fire Axe with a backhand and held it horizontally with both hands.

Clang!

The steel pipe smashed heavily onto the axe blade, sparks flying everywhere.

Lin Ye's arms instantly went numb, his shoulders jolted down, and his boots slid back half a step in the dust.

The giant grinned, revealing bloody gums: "You're the number one of Great Xia, Lin Ye, right? Is this all the strength you have?"

Lin Ye steadied the axe handle and didn't speak.

The giant swung the steel pipe again.

This time, he changed from smashing to sweeping, cutting across Lin Ye's waist and abdomen, trying to force him away from Zhao Mengmeng's cover.

Seeing this, the Challengers behind him immediately scattered.

The Cactus Country man skirted along the broken wall on the left, holding a short knife in a reverse grip, staring intently at Zhao Mengmeng's backpack.

The Monkey Country Challenger crouched and pressed forward, his Bone Spear pointing directly at Zhao Mengmeng's thigh.

The French man huddled at the back, picking up half a brick, intending to throw it toward the window to lure the Pale Species from downstairs to cause chaos.

Their coordination was very practiced.

This wasn't their first robbery.

Zhao Mengmeng slid back, tucking half her body into the blind spot of the thick stone pillar.

This position avoided the giant's steel pipe but completely locked down the necessary path from the stairwell.

She leveled her crossbow.

Swish!

The first arrow pierced the ground right in front of the Monkey Country Challenger's toes.

The bone arrowhead sank deep into the gap between the stone slabs, making him stop dead in his tracks.

Swish!

The second arrow grazed the Cactus Country man's shoulder and embedded itself into the wooden door frame behind him.

The man quickly rolled to the side, falling into a pile of scrap metal.

Swish!

The third arrow flew straight toward the French man's wrist.

The arrow knocked the brick aside.

The brick slipped from his hand and smashed directly onto his own instep.

“Ah—!”

The French man screamed out in pain, then quickly covered his mouth.

Subtle crawling sounds immediately came from the outer wall downstairs.

The Pale Species had been stirred.

Zhao Mengmeng didn't care about downstairs at all.

“Take one more step, and I'll pin you all like kebabs!”

Three arrows fired in succession, forcibly breaking the siege formation.

The John Bull giant ignored his companions behind him.

He only had eyes for Lin Ye.

If he killed Lin Ye, that woman and all the equipment would be his.

The pollution spots on the giant's arm throbbed slightly, his muscles bulged, and the twisted steel pipe creaked under his grip.

He like an out-of-control mad dog, he lunged again.

The steel pipe blocked Lin Ye's retreat to the right, while his shoulder simultaneously rammed toward Lin Ye's chest.

Lin Ye didn't meet it head-on.

With a light tap of his toes, he slid past the edge of the load-bearing pillar.

The steel pipe smashed into the stone pillar, shaking loose a shower of stone chips.

Stone chips flew into Lin Ye's hair, and his right arm had already quietly risen.

The Dark Weaver ejected the first Nano-wire.

The target wasn't the giant.

It was to the left.

The Cactus Country man had just crawled out of the scrap metal pile and was preparing to bypass the shooting blind spot to ambush Zhao Mengmeng.

His short knife was already leveled.

Lin Ye's wrist flicked extremely fast.

The Nano-wire suddenly tightened amidst the rising dust.

The Cactus Country man had just taken half a step when his ankle suddenly dislocated.

Blood splattered on the ground.

He lost his balance and crashed heavily onto the stone slab, his short knife flying away as a distorted scream escaped his throat.

“My foot!”

Zhao Mengmeng caught the scene out of the corner of her eye.

“Thanks, Brother Lin.”

“Watch your front.”

Zhao Mengmeng's crossbow muzzle firmly suppressed the remaining people in the stairwell.

The situation instantly fell into chaos.

No one saw clearly how the Cactus Country man's Achilles tendon was severed; they only saw him running when blood suddenly spurted out.

The Kangaroo Country survivor shrank back in fear.

“He has wires! Wires that can cut people!”

The French man dragged his injured foot back behind the door: “The Kangaroo Country person who was shredded outside, he did that too!”

The John Bull giant roared: “Shut up! If we don't get the supplies, you'll all freeze to death outside!”

These words were more effective than crossbow arrows.

It was a dead end outside; there was no going back.

They could only rob.

The giant swung the steel pipe in a frantic pursuit.

Lin Ye completely gave up on parrying.

He used the load-bearing pillars, gravel piles, and rusty iron cabinets on the seventh floor to constantly maneuver.

Every one of the giant's strikes was as heavy as an ox, but in the moment when his old strength was spent and new strength had yet to form, his body always had a brief second of stiffness.

Lin Ye caught him in that exact gap.

He didn't take the hits, only kiting him.

The giant had plenty of strength but only smashed the stones and scrap metal on the ground.

“Stop! Great Xia person, stop!”

Lin Ye circled around a stone pillar.

“Do you think I'm stupid?”

The giant roared and lunged forward.

Lin Ye's right arm hung at his side as the Dark Weaver silently spat out silk.

The first one was anchored behind the broken wall on the left.

The second one went around the base of the load-bearing pillar.

The third one was pulled across the shadow of the gravel pile.

With every step back, he laid down an invisible cutting line.

With every turn, he pulled the giant toward the meat-grinding dead end he had woven.

From downstairs, the aftershocks of the battle between the three giant Pale Species and the Main Vine kept coming, causing the seventh-floor stone slabs to vibrate incessantly.

On the outer wall, the scratching sound of the Pale Species climbing became clearer and clearer.

Zhao Mengmeng showed a look of instant understanding.

She was all too familiar with this rhythm of retreating.

The invisible meat-grinding net was tightening bit by bit.

The giant swung the steel pipe, stepped over the gravel pile, and lunged at Lin Ye.

Lin Ye paused his feet and slid between two load-bearing pillars.

The giant followed closely behind, almost pressing against Lin Ye's back.

Lin Ye slightly raised his right arm.

The last Nano-cutting Line silently tightened between the load-bearing pillars.