Apocalypse Regression's

Undying Knights?

Meanwhile, at Silver Cross headquarters.

Standing on the roof of the building, Julian stared down. In front of the gate, there appeared to be many junk cars stacked in a strange way. Make a small labyrinth that looks simple. Even so, a simple labyrinth could still delay a level one zombie.

Tier one zombies were indeed powerful and agile compared to ordinary humans, but they were truly not intelligent. While those in the second level, they were also still not so intelligent, but their instincts were quite strong. Not only that, their strength and speed were also incredible.

"It seems that Ark's idea of delaying the zombies is still useful. But if it continues like this, there will definitely be a massacre like before. So ..."

A complicated expression appeared on Julian's face. He looked towards the crazed zombies before saying.

"It's better to take a risk than to give up."

Julian looked back. Looking at the familiar figure again, he then gave an order.

"Berto, pull the troops back into the basement. The place was already tightly sealed, the zombies should not be able to break through. Although it is rather stuffy and oxygen thin, as long as we can survive until sunrise ...

That's enough."

The figure of Berto standing behind Julian instantly saluted.

"Ready, Chief!"

After saying that, Berto immediately turned around to leave. Just then, Julian stared at the zombies that were getting closer. He's holding the handle of his sword. Since it had now completed its first evolution, the man wanted to try. However recalling the advice Ark gave, he let out a long sigh.

"Maybe next time."

After saying that, Julian left. Hurry to the shelter.

***

In front of the entrance gate of the elite housing.

"Hint for level two zombies and mutated beasts! Target their eyes!"

"What are you guys doing? Swing your swords stronger! Stop acting like a starving loser!"

"..."

While aiming for the heads of the level two zombies and the various types of level one mutated beasts, Ark continued to give orders.

Although archery was not really his skill, but he was still capable. At least have skills like archers who are at the international competition level. After all, in his previous life, the figure called the Archery King taught himself. So the young man could use a bow and aim well.

Many second-rate zombies were hit by Ark's headshot. Although it did not die right away, the poison he made then used on the bow made them become slower and slightly weaker. Then let the crazed Jay cut down their necks.

Yep! Since returning yesterday and receiving a positive signal that he will get a new weapon, Jay uses his old weapon more aggressively. Fight on the front like an old woodcutter and sometimes laugh for no apparent reason!

This made the other team-mates shiver! Feeling a bit scared of him!

The sword users in the frontline slaughtered many zombies with neat formations. Bodies piled up like a small hill, blood pooled in the streets, making a shallow pool of blood.

If there was someone from the other group who saw this scene, they would have already shivered in fear.

The archers above looked normal. They continued to aim at targets like robots obeying instructions. Although sometimes misses, but 80% of their shots (except Ark) hit the target. Meanwhile, the knights ...

They were fighting with waves of zombies like crazy. Their bodies were drenched in the black blood of the zombies. Those people were fighting ferociously, cutting down the necks of zombies, and laughing crazily. Really behaving like a psycho who just got out of a mental hospital.

"Stacy, take command of the archer team."

Ark said indifferently as he put down the bow and quiver. Pulling out one of his swords, the young man again said in a flat tone.

"Danger and luck come side by side. We better get it to the maximum."

After saying that, Ark immediately jumped down. Landing into a pool of blood on the asphalt, the young man's expression did not change at all. He darted straight ahead, advancing to the front row along with Jay.

Swooshes!

Swinging sword fast. Several zombie heads were thrown into the air before falling down. Blood instantly splashed on the clothes, even Ark's face. But the young man continued to advance forward firmly. He did not care about his current appearance at all.

Seeing Ark's ferocious appearance, the morale of the troops also rose so high. They seem very excited. Start fighting more fiercely. Even some started to go overboard, slightly breaking the plan Ark had made for them.

After fighting intensely for an hour more, the Scarlet Sword members looked extremely exhausted. Their breaths began to go up and down, not even they could stand upright.

Jem!

Just then, a level two zombie figure broke through and pierced the stomach of one of the people. In the next instant, Ark appeared and decapitated the zombie. Looking towards the fallen man with a wound on the stomach, the young man's expression changed.

"I'm sorry, Chief. I was too excited and instead ended up being careless."

"..." - ".Ark silent.

"I've been infected with a virus. But I want to remain human. So please kill me, Chief!"

"You have completed the first evolution. You may get hurt and poisoned, but you won't turn into a zombie."

"Eh???" The man was surprised.

"Silent. I have also calculated a situation like this."

"Chairman ..." The man almost sniffled.

However, just then Ark suddenly grabbed the back of the shirt collar and dragged it backwards. As the man with the wound on the stomach was perplexed, he felt his body hover in the air.

Yep! He was thrown by Ark into an elite residential area!

BRUK!

The man fell to the ground with a dumbfounded expression. He then saw the figure of Lisa standing nearby with a red headband wrapped around her forehead.

"Annu ... Miss Lisa?"

"Quiet down! Leave the rest to me!"

"Eh?"

Still confused by what happened, the man was stunned when he saw Lisa lift her body and throw her into a wagon. A moment later, the girl pushed the cart towards the house where her grandfather was.

"Patient's arrived!"

Finished saying that, Lisa dropped the man off.

There, Abigail's figure had prepared. He immediately helped the man clean the wound on the stomach. He then gave a cure and an antidote to the poison. Abigail then started sewing. The man felt quite in pain, but was held back by Old Franky so that he could not wriggle.

A few minutes later, the stitches were completed.

By the time the man was confused, Lisa had thrown him into the wagon. Once again pushed him away near the boundary wall of the gate. At that very moment, Lisa stopped the wagon. He then grabbed the man and threw him outside the wall.

Bruk!

Falling into a pool of blood, the man was stunned. He clearly remembered that he was injured and treated. So the man was confused when he returned to the battlefield. Just then, he saw Ark throw several people into the elite residential area.

At that moment Ark looked at the man and said.

"Take your weapon back and fight back!"

"Eh?"

"Just calm down, you won't die.

Even if King Yama (Ruler of hell Chinese mythology) calls, I won't let you go."

"..."

The man was silent on the spot. His face that had been pale from blood loss became even paler. At that time he understood one important thing as well as making him tremble in fear, namely ...

Even if he wanted to die, he could not die!

>> Connect.