Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game Chapter 2492 Massacre

Chapter 2492  Ma.s.sacre

"Boom!!!! Boom Boom Boom!!!"

The giant serpent collided with the s.h.i.+eld, causing an explosion that severely injured Yves, sending him cras.h.i.+ng backward.

In an instant, the entire hall was engulfed in chaos. Every area was in the midst of battle, with no one having the time to deal with Fang Heng.

Fang Heng's gaze swept rapidly across the crowd as he pondered silently.

It was now clear that the four newly appeared individuals were demonic seeds.

They had blended in with the sacrifices and directly appeared in the ritual area.

So, they must be Bai Mu's accomplices?

But he did not see Bai Mu among the crowd.

Could it be that Bai Mu's a.s.sociates were not here?

Or did Bai Mu have another mission and did not show up?

What was their purpose in being here?

Was it related to the seal beneath the ritual domain?

It seemed to be somewhat different from the plan Bai Mu had previously shared with him.

Never mind!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Heng aimed to take down a few more SSS-level compet.i.tors.

In a matter of moments, Fang Heng formulated a plan. With a thought, he immediately transformed into his Death G.o.d form and swiftly darted toward the retreating Yves.

"What!"

Yves had already exhausted a significant amount of mental strength. After being blasted away by the suddenly appearing elder, he was severely injured and nearing his limit. Suddenly, he sensed a murderous intent approaching from behind, and his face turned pale.

Not good!

A face that filled him with extreme terror appeared before him.

"Fang Bai!"

In the midst of the crisis, Yves shouted in alarm, "How dare you!"

Whoos.h.!.+

The next moment, a dark flash of light streaked before Yves's eyes!

Boom!

The aura exploded!

Yves's body was once again uncontrollably hurled backward, a blood mark appearing on his neck.

It's here!

Fang Heng, already prepared, had dark light glimmering in his pupils as he raised a hand toward the air.

"Bang!!!"

The outer layer of the elemental curse protecting Yves's soul shattered with a loud bang!

A bright spot appeared in the central part of Yves's soul body as he attempted to escape.

Whoos.h.!.+

The entire soul was rapidly absorbed by the bright spot, completely vanis.h.i.+ng from sight.

A game hint then appeared.

[System Notification: The player's current guidance has led the special-souled ent.i.ty (S-rank) to enter the death realm and be obliterated. The player gains 160,000 commander-level Death G.o.d bloodline experience points.]

"Huh? Strange."

Fang Heng glanced at the game hint and muttered to himself.

The power gap between SS-level and SSS-level compet.i.tors was immense, but both were judged by the game to be S-level souls upon being defeated.

The difference lay in the amount of skill experience points gained.

It seemed that the death realm's a.s.sessment of souls wasn't solely based on combat strength.

Fang Heng pondered this quietly, then lifted his gaze and scanned the area quickly.

Not far off, the elder guarding the alarm b.u.t.ton watched him with a hint of amus.e.m.e.nt in his eyes.

Interesting, someone actually managed to strike at compet.i.tors from behind?

Fascinating!

Fang Heng ignored the old man and put away the invitation card that was dropped after Yves died. He tapped the ground lightly with the tip of his toes and entered the Death G.o.d state again, rus.h.i.+ng toward another SSS-rank compet.i.tor.

Find an opportunity!

Last hit!

They wanted to kill him?

Of course!

Now it's his turn to kill them!

This was very fair.

Bridger was a member of Xiao Wudao's team.

He was also an SSS-level compet.i.tor in the White Abyss Arena.

At this moment, he was engaged in combat with the demonic seed, Zhuang Yufei.

Under normal circ.u.mstances, the battle would have been evenly matched, with the demonic seed holding only a slight advantage. Victory would not have been achievable in a short period.

However, the entire altar ritual domain was currently suffused with demonic seed aura, greatly suppressing their strength and significantly enhancing the demonic seed's power. Zhuang Yufei could even effortlessly control the black fog!

Adding to the challenge was the highly unusual terrain attack from the Eternal Tree Realm.

As a result of these factors, Bridger was continuously suppressed by the demonic seed and quickly fell into a disadvantaged position.

Amid his difficult resistance, Bridger's heart skipped a beat.

What!

A figure suddenly flashed behind him.

Whoos.h.!.+

A dark beam exploded at his back!

Boom!

Caught off guard by the sneak attack, Bridger let out a m.u.f.fled groan and turned around, staring in disbelief at the figure behind him.

It was Fang Bai!

Has he gone mad?

To think he would choose to strike during an external invasion of the White Abyss Arena!

Before Bridger could ponder further, the dense black fog around him surged forward!

His body was instantly enveloped and locked by the black fog, slowly lifting him into the air.

In front of him, Zhuang Yufei raised his right hand, manipulating the black fog.

In his Death G.o.d state, Fang Heng reappeared.

Whoos.h.!.+

The death scythe!

A second dark beam flashed.

The dark light sliced through Bridger's neck.

Bridger could no longer utter a word, his gaze growing dim as the light in his eyes faded. His body began to slowly tilt backward.

Fang Heng reverted to his human form, landing on the ground. He quickly stowed the invitation card dropped by Bridger into his backpack and then waved at Bridger's soul body in mid-air.

"Bang!!!"

The soul body exploded, and a white light spot formed at its center, swiftly absorbing the entire soul body into the light.

[System Notification: The player's current guidance has led the special-souled ent.i.ty (S-rank) to enter the death realm and be obliterated. The player gains 120,000 commander-level Death G.o.d bloodline experience points.]

Zhuang Yufei, seeing someone suddenly appear to collect the kill, was initially puzzled. Upon recognizing Fang Heng's face, her eyes widened with surprise.

"Why are you here?"

Fang Heng gave Zhuang Yufei a slight nod and then slowly raised his hand.

Fang Heng gave Zhuang Yufei a slight nod and then slowly raised his hand.

Whoos.h.!.+ Whoos.h.!.+ Whoos.h.!.+

The surrounding polluted black fog was drawn towards Fang Heng's palm, rapidly condensed into a dense black orb.

After demonstrating this skill, Fang Heng didn't need to say another word. Zhuang Yufei had already confirmed Fang Heng's ident.i.ty.

"So you're also..."

Zhuang Yufei narrowed her eyes slightly. "Interesting. So, whose inheritor are you?"

"It's not important. Let's deal with them first."

Fang Heng wanted to quickly collect his kills and was too lazy to continue talking nonsense with Zhuang Yufei. He quickly chased after another person behind him.

Zhuang Yufei hesitated for a moment.

She thought to herself that since Fang Bai was also a demonic seed, his infiltration here was likely aimed at dealing with the demonic seed of 'Jealousy'.

Given their common goal, there was no need to create further conflict with him.

She decided to set aside their previous unpleasantness for now.

Prioritizing the larger objective, Zhuang Yufei chose to ignore Fang Heng and continued searching for her next target.

Meanwhile, in his Death G.o.d form, Fang Heng darted through the chaos, seizing opportunities to quickly reap his foes.

Year Ring! Acceleration!

Whoos.h.!.+

SSS-level compet.i.tors became Fang Heng's primary target.

Under normal circ.u.mstances, it would not have been so easy to resolve. However, the arrival of Zhuang Yufei and the others helped him a lot!

Kill, kill, kill!!!

Fang Heng's eyes burned with a crimson glow!

The more he killed, the more he gained!

Not far away, Simone had already followed Fang Heng's instructions to hide when the chaos began.

Later, when Fang Heng proposed a one-on-one challenge, Yves's subordinates surrounded Simone.

With the appearance of the demonic seeds and the ritual hall descending into chaos, Simone was momentarily disoriented and retreated to the edge of the battlefield, sheltered by layers of vines and roots.