Chapter 265: 151. Special Operations Department Takes Action
Zhou Shaoyang didn’t notice a black crow circling the sky, taking in everything on the battlefield below, including his escape route.
Zhou Shaoyang completely abandoned his followers, giving no notice to other ordinary disciples, and fled quickly with the only remaining Blackthorn Guard unit.
He didn’t bother with the Blade Demon either.
The Blade Demon must stay here to hold off Bode; otherwise, with Bode’s abilities and his level of anger, for all that he has done, Bode would surely charge forward and kill him without hesitation.
In an instant, the entire battlefield turned into a living hell.
A large number of dead rose again, turning into bloodthirsty undead.
Almost entirely indiscriminate between friend and foe, be it the armed personnel of the guilds, security platoons, sand bandits, or even ordinary Apocalypse Society disciples, anyone still alive became targets for the undead.
A large number of ordinary soldiers, caught off guard, were knocked to the ground by the suddenly revived comrades, frantically tearing into their flesh amidst screams and wails.
Several captains rushed into the battlefield to cover their remaining brothers and engaged in combat with the undead.
Snake Woman Erin discovered that even if she dismantled the limbs of these people, they could still move, only stopping if their heads were completely smashed.
"Aim for the head!"
Erin’s words served as a reminder to many panicked soldiers, raising their rifles and beginning to fire at the undead’s heads.
But they found, even with headshots, they had to hit a specific spot to make the undead stop; if slightly off, even with half the skull cracked open, the undead could still move.
Moreover, their speed was swift, their strength became exceedingly powerful, running aberrantly on land, in almost an instant reaching the brothers holding guns.
They opened their bloody mouths and began to bite.
Blood stained the ground completely.
The scene, like a purgatory on earth, made the faces of several captains grim.
Their fists tightly clenched, these were the trusted of the security platoon, damn this Apocalypse Society!
These brave warriors, even as corpses, this damned Apocalypse Society would not spare them!!!
To preserve the remaining living brothers, the four captains had no choice but to mercilessly smash the corpses of their dead brothers to pieces.
The second-in-command of the sand bandits, Skinning Knife, fell into complete despair, as he found himself surrounded by undead.
The bullets in his gun were all spent, not a single bullet left in the magazine, he kept pulling the trigger, the gun chamber only making a clicking sound.
Skinning Knife’s face turned pale, immediately shouting, "I am also with the Apocalypse Society, I am also Master of Revelation’s most faithful disciple! What do you want? Let me go, let me go!"
Skinning Knife shouted loudly, yet was still swallowed by the undead, one undead grabbed his foot, instantly pulling him to the ground.
Skinning Knife lost his balance, lying on the sandy ground without time to struggle, his limbs pulled by other undead, a tearing pain emanating from his arms and limbs.
Skinning Knife widened his eyes, just about to scream, when a security platoon armed personnel pounced forward, filled with gun holes on his back, shot and killed by his own sneak attack.
At the moment of Skinning Knife’s scream, the armed personnel opened their mouth and bit his chin, tearing off a large chunk of skin and flesh with force.
He couldn’t even scream now.
Only capable of welcoming death’s announcement in utter despair.
Bang!
Blade Demon was heavily stomped in the face by Bode, his mechanical fists carrying steam, each punch bearing mountain-shattering power, bashing onto Blade Demon’s skull heavily.
With each punch, everyone seemed to feel the earth slightly tremble, Blade Demon’s defense was strong.
But no matter how strong the defense, against extreme power, it seemed useless, the mechanical fists fell punch after punch, the metallic fists beginning to stain with blood.
Blade Demon’s cheek tore, his skin ripped.
After a few more punches, the entire face bones would be shattered, skin and skull’s connection breaking, causing brain matter to burst under immense pressure.
At the brink of destruction, Blade Demon unleashed his last strength, retracting all blades within his body, concentrating them in his chest, delivering an unexpected strike, a blade thrusting fiercely from the chest.
This blade nearly penetrated Bode’s chest, but Bode reacted faster than Blade Demon, extending his metallic palm toward his chest just before the blade pierced, the blade implanted exactly in the palm.
Furious to the extreme, Bode gripped the blade, punching heavily.
With a bang!
The blade growing from Blade Demon’s chest shattered upon impact, the broken blade grasped in Bode’s hand, raised high and forcibly thrust downward!
Thump!
With a dull noise, the blade pierced through Blade Demon’s throat, one foot on Blade Demon’s head, the other on his chest, bending at the waist, both hands holding the blade broken from Blade Demon, continuously slicing through Blade Demon’s throat.
With a squelch, the sound of neck snapping followed, Blade Demon’s head and body separated.