Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

1260 Fission

“Chi Chi Chi…”

The giant-sized tentacles that had been shaking violently in an attempt to attack the holy light barrier also withered quickly as if they had been drained of water. They fell to the ground and cracked into powder.

Judge Gustavo walked forward and supported the tottering Karkkila. He said with concern, “Archbishop, are you alright?”

“Well, it’s fine. I’ve just overused my spiritual power.”

After continuously using the holy flame to dispel the flames at high intensity, Archbishop Karkkila looked weak. His eyes were fixed on the ashes left behind after the death of the original devouring body.

“Bishop, it…”

Gustavo also noticed ashes’ strange behavior. After a moment of hesitation, he lowered his voice and asked, “You’re not taking it away? Are you going to leave it here?”

After a few seconds of silence, Karkkila said in a deep voice, “Without darkness, light has no meaning to exist. Do you understand?”

Gustavo was startled.

“You’re worried…”

Karkkila shook his head and stopped Gustavo from continuing. He picked up the scepter on the ground and continued, “His Highness Tang Wu has been down there for a long time, and he hasn’t returned. He must have run into some trouble. Missy, Milton, you two stay here and guard the entrance. The rest of you, follow me. We’ll help His Highness deal with Salvador.”

“Yes! Lord Bishop!”

Gustavao’s gaze swept over the burnt ruins one last time, and he nodded solemnly. He left two Holy Paladins of the Holy Court to continue guarding the place and led the rest of the Holy Court to follow the bishop to climb up the broken exit of the underground palace.

In the distance, Fang Heng still didn’t dare to make any movements. He looked in the direction of the round platform from a distance.

Damn, what a loss!

He had been hiding in the dark all this time, and even when the original devouring body was destroyed, he didn’t find a suitable opportunity to attack.

The turtle shell of the holy light was too hard, even the giant-sized tentacle could not break it. Fang Heng did not want to make a useless attempt.

As he was thinking, a game prompt suddenly appeared.

[Hint: Your zombie clone-Licker has been resurrected.]

Not good!

Fang Heng was shocked.

The Lickers that had been resurrected in the underground palace had either died at the hands of the original devouring body or were hidden in Fang Heng’s secret laboratory.

He didn’t notice that the countdown for the resurrection of the two zombie clones had ended and they automatically entered the resurrection state.

Whoosh!!

Two dark red magic arrays appeared beside him.

The magic array was particularly eye-catching in the dark space!

“Who’s there?!”

The two Holy Paladins of the Holy Court who were left behind to guard the place sensed something strange and immediately turned back to look in the direction of Fang Heng.

Chi! Chi!

Two Lickers emerged from the magic array one after the other, charging straight at the Holy Paladins!

He had no choice but to do it!

Seeing this, Fang Heng immediately returned to his human form from his bat form. He flew down and sprinted toward the Empire’s Holy Paladins.

While he was running, the bloodthirst thorn long sword in his hand immediately switched to the heavy hammer that he had picked up from the infected mutated soldier not long ago.

The hammer’s attributes were average, and it did not have any additional skills. The equipment’s attribute requirements were very high, and ordinary players really did not have a use for it.

Fang Heng felt that it was quite convenient to use.

It was heavy and hard enough!

He understood the Holy Court too well!

Against the turtle shell of the Holy Court, a weapon like a long sword would be like scratching an itch, and it would be difficult to break through the outer defense. It was better to use a heavy weapon!

Hu!!

Fang Heng lifted his heavy hammer and drew a gust of wind in the air. Then, he teleported and moved forward, appearing in front of the Holy Paladin out of thin air!

The huge hammer smashed toward the Holy Paladin.

The Holy Paladin’s pupils shrank.

He was still wondering why the enemy had attacked in advance, but he didn’t expect the other party to have the ability to teleport. In an instant, the huge hammer had already appeared in front of him.

“Thump!!!”

An extremely dull sound rang out.

The Holy Paladin couldn’t dodge in time and let out a muffled groan as he was sent flying!

“BOOM!”

The Holy Paladin’s body slammed into the wall behind him, creating a large hole in the wall. The holy light shield that enveloped his body began to crack.

Eh?

Seeing this, Fang Heng was surprised.

The hammer didn’t break the turtle shell?

Compared to the period during the Vampire Apocalypse, his various attributes had clearly improved, and he should have been stronger.

How troublesome!

Fang Heng immediately realized one thing.

...

Compared to the elementary world of the vampires, the Holy Paladins in the intermediate games were even more turtle-like!

Whoosh!

Seeing that the holy light shield on the Holy Paladin’s body, which had been broken, began to repair itself, Fang Heng dodged forward again, lifted the heavy hammer again, and began to attack.

The three Lickers that had just been resurrected immediately charged at the other Holy Paladin, tightly entangling him and unable to provide any assistance.

“Die!”

“Huu!!”

Fang Heng lifted the heavy hammer and smashed it fiercely again!

“BOOM!”

The Paladin’s forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he once again raised his holy light shield to resist!

He felt like he had encountered a terrifying human-shaped monster that he had never seen before!

“Thump! Thump thump!!”

...

Fang Heng’s big hammer was so heavy that he couldn’t launch an effective counterattack at all. Helplessly, he could only use his holy power to resist it with all his might. But every time he resisted, his internal injuries became more serious.

After being hit more than ten times in a row, his internal injuries had accumulated to the limit. The holy light shield broke and exploded. The Holy Paladin also spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

“It’s really hard.”

Fang Heng waved his right hand, which was sore from the recoil, and focused on the next Holy Paladin.

It was too troublesome.

It took him a full minute to deal with a Holy Paladin!

It was a good thing that he had just held back the greed in his heart and did not bite the bullet to snatch the last strike of the original devouring boss and the holy light scepter. Otherwise, he would definitely have failed.

Thinking of this, Fang Heng lifted his heavy hammer and rushed to another Holy Paladin.

“Demons! Go to hell!”

The remaining Holy Paladin was still fighting with the Lickers. Seeing his companion’s tragic death, his eyes turned red. He swept away the two Lickers and raised his heavy sword to slash at Fang Heng.

“BOOM!”

The heavy hammer hit the heavy sword, and the Holy Paladin was sent flying.

Fang Heng’s hands were numb for a moment, but they recovered instantly. He chased after the Holy Paladin who was sent flying again and repeatedly swung his heavy hammer to smash him.

After another ten or so hits, a line of game prompts appeared.

[Hint: You have killed a high-level Holy Paladin of the Holy Court. Your friendship with the Holy Court has been greatly reduced. You have obtained a Tier 1 mutation crystal*1.]

After dealing with two Holy Paladins in a row, Fang Heng roughly glanced at the prompt and turned around to explore the round platform.

The hole in the center of the platform had been completely sealed off by the broken rocks.

The original devouring body had completely disappeared, leaving only a little ash left on the ground after the holy flame had burned it.

Have they all been cleaned up?

“It’s a pity,”

Fang Heng was a little disappointed.

The original devouring body mutated form had been killed by the game character, so he could not get any rewards.

Eh?

Fang Heng noticed something out of the corner of his eye and raised his eyebrows.

There was a small pile of ashes the size of a fingernail on the edge of the round table.

At first glance, Fang Heng thought it was just ordinary ashes.

However, his high perception attribute made him realize that something was not quite right.