Apocalypse Regression's

Spectators

A few hours earlier.

"Master?"

The ark that was about to depart was stopped by Stacy's call. Looking back, the young man asked.

"What's up, Stacy?"

"That's ..."

Stacy was doubtful. Playing his finger, he stared at the Ark nervously.

"Are the people from the Reaver group really evil, sir? I mean ...

They saved Juana, right?"

Hearing that question, Ark was slightly surprised. Realizing that the naughty girl in front of him still had a loyal feeling of comrade, the young man stretched out his hand and gently stroked Stacy's head.

Ark's sudden movements clearly left Stacy shocked. But the girl did not avoid it at all. Just take everything for granted.

"I don't really know. However, most small and medium groups do consider women like goods. Of course, not everything is like that.

If you want to know, you can check it out yourself."

"Torturing itself?"

Stacy tilted her head with a puzzled look on her face.

Stop stroking Stacy's head, Ark patted the katana on her waist. Smiling softly, the young man said.

"In the apocalypse, a weapon could be considered one's life. If there are others who try to seize, take, or take under the pretext of borrowing."

"Why?"

Hearing the question, Ark grabbed Stacy's chin and looked right in her eyes.

"Are you lending your life to someone you don't know, Stacy? Will you lend your freedom to someone you don't know?

If it were me, I wouldn't let anyone else take my life and my freedom."

"..."

Looking at the silent Stacy, Ark sighed. He turned around, walked away saying.

"While you're a bit naughty, I know you're just a girl with a lack of affection. Don't let those hypocritical masks fool you.

For now, that's the only message I can give."

Stacy looked at Ark's back that was getting further away. He felt his heart beating faster. His hands clenched tightly. With her head down, the girl smiled as she covered the red hue on her cheeks.

***

Return to the current timeline.

Looking towards Stacy who was smiling viciously as if not caring about having killed someone, the remaining five people instantly became serious. They immediately pulled out their weapons.

A baseball bat, three iron pipes, and a short sword.

"Do you think all this is funny, J-lang?!"

Seeing Jordan tear off her mask and show her true attitude, Stacy tilted her head.

"Aren't you the one who finds this all interesting?"

"SIEGE HIM! DROP HER! I DON'T CARE AS LONG AS HE'S ALIVE.

I'LL MAKE THIS J-LANG FEEL A PAINFUL FEELING RATHER THAN DEATH!"

Hearing Jordan's cry, Stacy and Darin's expressions became solemn.

Without the slightest hesitation, Darin walked by Stacy's side. Although he only carried a broken spear and only had one arm, he was obviously still willing to help the girl.

Meanwhile, unbeknownst to them, on the roof of a two-story building not far from there.

Ark and Jay were sitting there watching. Behind them, there were two bags filled with various strange plants. There was also one large pot containing quite a lot of Silverstar Grass.

"Are you not intending to come down to help, Ark?"

Jay asked in a somewhat worried tone. Although not very familiar with Stacy and Darin, his humanity made the young man feel worried.

"What are you worried about?"

Ark propped up his chin with an indifferent expression on his face. His gaze swept across the five people on the opposing side. However, he seemed to continue looking towards the figure of the woman whose entire body was covered.

"Is that the type you like?"

"How am I supposed to know if it's my type or not just by looking at the fabrics that cover her entire body?"

"Mistery box type???"

"..."

Looking at the silent Ark, Jay scratched the back of his head. Having an apologetic expression for his joke, the young man asked again.

"An acquaintance?"

Hearing the question, Ark again observed the girl. After a few, the young man finally opened his mouth.

"Not really."

Seeing how Ark responded, Jay immediately became suspicious. It's just that, since his best friend didn't say anything, he was also just silent. Doesn't really care. After all, he himself did not know her.

At that moment, a battle broke out.

Jordan is advancing. Immediately attack Darin who for him must be quickly removed. A tall man with a grim face followed him to attack Darin.

Meanwhile, a mysterious girl and two fat men besiege Stacy whom the group deems weak and easy to deal with.

Darin dodged the slash of the short sword and swung the iron pipe with great difficulty. Although his opponent's movements were amateurish and looked very random, he himself was also an amateur. So, Darin was still suppressed by the two.

On the other hand, the bespectacled fat man brandished a baseball bat while bellowing furiously.

"How dare you kill my best friend! I'll make you feel the real cruelty, J-lang!"

Looking at the man, Stacy felt strange. He dodged to the side then slashed. Just then, the right hand holding the baseball bat fell to the ground.

"Araa!!!"

Seeing the man who fell to the ground holding his hand while rolling around and crying, Stacy felt strange.

"So weak?" stacy's Mumbles.

"You're off guard, you idiot!!!"

Behind Stacy, another fat man lifted the iron pipe with a cruel expression. Wanting to beat the girl in front of him viciously.

However, at that time Stacy turned around and made a piercing motion.

At that very instant, the man was shocked when he felt a pain in his neck. Glancing down, he saw a sword that had pierced through his neck.

The man eventually fell into the street. His large body twitched for a moment. She she continued to hold her neck with a look of despair.

"How can people like them survive against zombies?!"

Looking towards the two who were defeated just like that, Stacy could not help but complain. He then looked at the mysterious female figure not far in front of him.

"Are you angry that your comrade was defeated in such a foolish manner?"

Hearing Stacy's question and ridicule, the woman did not change her expression at all. Seeing this clearly made the playful Stacy dissatisfied. Pecked in dissatisfaction, he immediately shot towards the mysterious woman.

Stacy instantly made a slash from the side. When she thought it was all over, the girl was surprised to see the mysterious woman dodging her attack and instead swinging the iron pipe.

Klang's!

The sound of metal clanking was heard. Stacy's figure took a few steps back and looked towards the mysterious woman with a surprised expression. Merely, before he was fully prepared, his opponent had already counterattacked.

Swooshes!

Heavy swing of iron pipes when cutting air is heard. Stacy instantly made a defensive move, but was still knocked down by several meters.

"Yes ... It seems to be enough."

A cold and indifferent voice sounded.

Just then, the people who were fighting instantly turned their heads towards the source of the voice. There, they saw two people sitting leisurely like some adult men watching children's games.

Just then, the mysterious woman also stared at Ark and Jay. When he realized the sudden presence of the two people, he was shocked. Not to mention, when he felt a terrible pressure from the two of them.

'These monsters ... since the beginning were just playing around with us?'

Ignoring their shocked gazes, Ark who was propping up his chin with his right hand extended his left hand. Showing two fingers, he said in an indifferent tone.

"Now, I will give you two choices. First, drop your weapons and surrender. Second ..."

A strong killing intent emerged from the Ark and swept away the people who were staring at it.

"Dead."

>> Connect.