Chapter 192: Chapter 192: Burning the Zombies

The soaring red light at the gathering place can be seen from very far away, as if it is provoking the surrounding zombies.

From afar on the street, several scattered zombies on the street look toward the gathering place, exuding eerie red light from their eyes.

A huge body runs past from the side, raising a purple glow in the red mist.

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“Quick, bring more obstacles to block these zombies.”

Ge Chenglin watched the swarm of zombies progressing through the building where the stairs were broken off at one point, with terror on his face, knowing they were at over ten floors high.

Yet the zombies relentlessly broke through layers of obstacles to confront them.

“Brother Ge, there are none left… We have no retreat; we can only fight them.”

A young man holding a wooden stick watched the zombies downstairs and said bitterly.

Another person said with remorse, “I told you, I said we should have sought refuge at the gathering place. You said we could survive more easily on our own… Now, it’s gotten all of us killed.”

Ge Chenglin also felt regret but still said:

“It’s too late to say anything, none of you objected back then. The most important thing now is how we survive… Let’s retreat, retreat to the rooftop.”

At this moment, a blood-red pillar of light rose into the sky, illuminating the surrounding area.

A middle-aged woman holding a wooden stick shouted, “What is that?”

“Seems to be the direction of the gathering place.”

Ge Chenglin glanced over and then noticed some zombies below along the staircase were retreating slowly.

The young man holding a wooden stick exclaimed, “Did I see that right? These zombies are actually retreating.”

Ge Chenglin’s eyes lit up, and he immediately said, “Let’s directly retreat to the rooftop; with fewer zombies, we might have a chance.”

The young man holding the stick said:

“Maybe the gathering place attracted these zombies away, it’s good we didn’t go there.”

The person who complained earlier frowned, saying, “If not for these zombies being drawn away, we’d be dead.”

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Even without looking, Su Changxing could feel a massive number of zombies converging on their location, surrounding them tightly.

A series of piercing screams echoed.

Looking down from the windows, it was all dense black.

As the battle grew fiercer, the dead zombie count rose sharply, and the rate of Red Stone increases accelerated, almost every second producing one Red Stone.

In just half an hour, they used the Red Stones to exchange for all the fire oil, accumulated to about sixty barrels.

The fire oil was contained in large wooden barrels, making it strenuous for a single person to carry, but convenient through mobile transmission.

Su Changxing tossed the open fire oil single-handedly from the second floor, and the black sticky fire oil flowed down the outer wall onto the street, spilling onto the zombies.

Barrel after barrel of fire oil poured down from the windows on the second floor.

They did not ignite it immediately, instead waiting for enough zombies to gather below, maximizing the fire oil’s effect.

The fire oil was limited; they only had one shot.

The number of zombies far exceeded other people’s expectations at the gathering place; the place was more afloat on an undead tide than surrounded.

A large number of zombies piled up against the outer wall, building human ladders higher up; relying on them, even the ordinary zombies could climb the second-floor windows.

Su Changxing watched the scene before him, gauged it was about time, and ignited a torch to throw down.

In the darkness, a spark dawned.

“Whoosh~”

The fire erupted in the undead tide.

Soon after, torches were flung down one after another, igniting the fire oil upon impact in the undead tide.

Numerous zombies screamed, struggled, and fell within the flames. However, as the front zombies toppled in the fire, more from behind kept piling forward.

A blazing fire ignited around the gathering place, raising the air temperature by four or five degrees instantly, with thick smoke billowing outside the windows.

Yet the fire couldn’t immediately halt the zombies’ advance; feeling no pain, they continued attacking the gathering place as long as they weren’t fully dead.

The ladder at the outer wall became a fiery ladder.

As the fire burned, oversized furniture was tossed from the rooftop, smashing into the zombie-formed ladder, burning along with the zombies.

Constantly, zombies with flames rushed into the gathering place, only to collapse and die a few steps in.

“Boom~”

A huge rumble came from another side of the gathering place.

A “Giant” ablaze finally smashed a breach in the obstacles at the exit with its body.

Shen Jinxuan, staring at her phone, trembled in her gaze, shouting, “Zombies have already broken through from the east gate.”

Su Changxing’s face turned grim; he immediately grabbed the Steel Saber and ran outside, saying, “I will check the situation.”

If a breach appeared, the undead tide would likely surge through that spot, much like sea water flooding through a large opening in a ship.

In the dimness.

A “Giant” over three or four meters tall, engulfed in flames, rampaged through the crowd, grabbing a person’s head single-handedly and tearing it off with spinal bone and blood.

Blood sprayed through the air, many rushed toward the “Giant” only to be knocked away, either dead or injured.

The crowd screamed and scattered, but clusters of flaming zombies followed the “Giant,” surging in.

Huang Biao glared at the “Giant” with ferocity, charging from behind and hacked at its back neck with all his might.

He had received one Power Enhancement, one Physique Enhancement, and one Speed Enhancement, and naturally was strong.

If this strike landed, there was every chance of piercing the zombie’s neck.

As Huang Biao approached behind the “Giant,” it seemed to sense something, turning suddenly towards him, roaring and swinging a fist.

This “Giant” seemed massive but wasn’t slow at all, quicker than even average Tier Nine Extraordinaries.

Huang Biao reacted, sidestepping and slashed at the “Giant’s” face.

“Screech~”

The blade cut at the zombie’s chest, where bones tightly lodged it.

The next moment.

In a flash of wit, Huang Biao retreated, trying to evade the zombie’s attack, but the difference in strength was evident, and he was struck in the chest and sent flying by the “Giant’s” punch.

“Boss Huang!”

Yan Xu saw Huang Biao struck and sent flying by the “Giant,” trembling in the eyes, growing a sense of helplessness that Huang Biao’s combat power far exceeded his, yet was felled so swiftly.

Finished.

Everything was finished.

Surveying the chaotic scene around, he was full of despair, but at this moment, only by taking down this zombie was there any hope.

Suddenly.

A silhouette darted across the air, lunging at the “Giant.”

Cold gleam flashed.

Su Changxing arrived behind the “Giant,” slicing decisively at the zombie’s head.

The blade pierced the back of the zombie’s brain, drawing black blood.

The robust body of the “Giant” slowly collapsed under the stunned gaze of the crowd, this seemingly invincible zombie felled with one strike.

Su Changxing flicked the black blood off the blade, looking cold-faced at the people around him, shouting, “Form up, repel the zombies, we have no retreat.”

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