Chapter 516: Chapter 319: Art Is Explosion_2
In the stunned gaze of everyone, the Lady of the House, with a head resembling a Crown, approached Su Huan, the crack on her face opening wide as she frantically absorbed the electricity he released. The transparent tentacles behind her were turning black and breaking off.
They exploded mid-air into lightning storms several meters across once they hit the ground.
The remaining tentacles spread open, like a "mother," embracing Su Huan.
And Su Huan seemed to be in a daze, allowing her to act as she wished.
Although he had already advanced to Tier Three, the drastic change inside him hadn’t ended, like a runaway carriage madly charging forward. Now, all his energy was focused on suppressing the rampaging energy within.
The "Inner Vision" skill of the "Fighting Expert" also benefited from this intense evolution.
Allowing him to see more clearly each burst of rampaging energy within himself.
The surge of energy had completely exceeded the limits he could control. Among the five Basic Attributes, the one requiring the most refinement was "fine control," which was what Su Huan lacked the most.
At this moment, Su Huan was like a student who hadn’t studied well, sitting bewildered in the examination room, watching the distorted characters become joyful colts, galloping wantonly across the room.
And all he could do was watch helplessly.
But the next moment, a cool sensation came from his forehead, like ropes tying up the colts.
Though strange, it helped Su Huan solve the problem of the rampaging energy and the impending collapse of his genes in a different way.
When he came to, he happened to meet the gaze of the massive Lady of the House.
Endless energy transferred from his forehead into his body, sealing the rampaging energy inside him.
Along with this energy, some strange things began to pour in. Su Huan felt his memory suddenly filled with lots of things, various scenes flashing madly in front of his eyes: marriage, work, socializing... Faces flashed wildly before him, the most prominent being one of a man, which felt somewhat familiar to Su Huan.
Then he involuntarily started recalling his own memories, but most remained blank, except for a woman with deep frown lines repeatedly saying something to him. Seeing that face caused an inexplicable rage to rise within Su Huan.
Past memories were invaded, and the anger of having his mind filled with things indiscriminately, mixed with this inexplicable rage, drove Su Huan instantly mad.
The mocking expression usually on his face completely disappeared, turning into something close to spasmodic frenzy.
His right hand pressed against the porcelain-white face of the Lady of the House, mobilizing all his skills at once, finally manipulated softly and slowly under "Energy Attraction and Repulsion."
A bright white light shone from under Su Huan’s hand, slowing the world down at that moment.
Cracks appeared on the mask of the Lady of the House, yet her red eyes remained fixed on Su Huan’s ear, gazing intently at a simple gold and silver interlaced earring.
The mask cracked inch by inch, revealing a face barely recognizable as human with delicate features.
The iron-gray skin exuded a kind of morbid beauty.
Under the astonished eyes of everyone, the Lady of the House pushed Su Huan away, the tentacles behind her slowly closing, completely embracing the increasingly bright white light within, spreading a ghostly glow, gradually sealing it.
The memories settled, and Su Huan finally remembered.
"Boom——"
Even with her Tier Three strength, the Lady of the House couldn’t suppress an almost self-destructive Tier Three suicidal technique.
The white light expanded, making the world like a painting erased by an unknown hand with an eraser.
Buildings, zombie hordes, and even the sturdy train...
...
Wen Biao and others could only anxiously wait behind the Iron Wall formed by the armored train, listening to the explosions and roars ahead, without a chance to find a higher ground to look.
Because when the train came in, the tall buildings were leveled by He Jie.
The entire battlefield was left with a desolate wasteland of low, crumbling structures.
When the Lady of the House appeared, although they couldn’t see it, they could feel the dread seeping into their bones. Some Scavengers even wanted to flee, but he calmed them down with words.
Until the battle between the conductor and the Lady of the House reached a fever pitch, and the ghostly domain stripped everyone of their vision.
The crowd began to panic.
But before they could truly panic, the devastating explosion silenced them instantly.
A massive breach appeared in the Iron Wall, with the foremost few cars shattered by the explosion, the Iron Wall’s interior mountain of corpses also crushed into a pulp by the shockwave, with sticky flesh and bone dripping through the gaps.
Including Chairperson Jinfeng and others, all were stunned by this infernal scene.
Wen Biao was dumbfounded too, but his innate fierceness instantly snapped him back to attention—this was the only chance!
Standing atop a car, he shouted frantically with the prepared loudspeaker, "The big boss has already been taken out by the armored train, whoever rushes up now gets the meat! And the soup!"
"If you’re late, you’ll never get another chance! You’ll fucking starve to death waiting!"
"Brothers, charge with me!"
After shouting, Wen Biao tossed the loudspeaker aside, pulled out a gun, and charged forward with a howl.
Behind him, his men didn’t even really listen to what he said, but lifted their guns, fearful of being left behind.
Although Wen Biao’s words lacked any artistic or infectious quality, they were more powerful than anything for those who had experienced hunger and life or death.
They just wanted to follow behind the train, eat meat! Drink soup!
These two words sounded more wonderful than any speech!
So when Wen Biao charged forward, Jinfeng and Tiejian City almost hesitated not at all, grabbing their weapons and advancing.
Those in the back didn’t even catch a couple of sentences, just ran after seeing others run, not knowing if they were charging or fleeing, each one running as if wishing their parents had given them extra legs.
Luo Jingyi originally just wanted to watch the excitement, but seeing the prospect of gain, gritted his teeth and joined the charge.
Though He Jie and others were closest, they reacted the fastest as well, immediately jumping to the back of the train.
After the explosion passed, they shook their heads and climbed out.
Then a group of Tier Three Evolvers madly ran towards the corpse-strewn battlefield, not even having time to respond to the cries of kill behind them.
The Lady of the House at the center of the battlefield had disappeared, replaced by a huge pit filled with bodies, with blood from everywhere pouring in, indistinguishable from one another.
One by one, zombies twisted their broken bodies, climbing out from under the corpses, looking blankly at everything before them.
Before they could react, He Jie and others crushed their heads with a kick.
At the forefront was a slender, agile figure, like a nimble rabbit, yet the 1.8-meter sniper rifle on her back made it impossible for anyone to ignore her.
"You guys..."
A low, hoarse voice sounded from behind.
At the front, Yu Yue spun around abruptly, her moist apricot eyes slightly widened.
With immense joy, she darted through the ruins.
Su Huan was one of the first impacted by the aftermath, apart from the Lady of the House; however, the combined attributes of a Tier Three "Power Supplier" and a Tier Two "Defender" had reached a terrifying level, so while he couldn’t withstand a nuclear blast physically, he could still withstand a rocket-propelled grenade.
But the thing he conjured was horrifyingly powerful. If the Lady of the House hadn’t pushed him away, he would have been torn to shreds.
Now he was embedded in the train’s tracks in a star-like pose, with two or three dead zombies beneath him as a buffer. The mixture of zombie blood and his flesh was plastered on the train, which was why no one recognized him.
Yu Yue, seeing his miserable condition, began crying uncontrollably.
Su Huan felt a heaviness in his head, unsure if it was due to the memory overload or being concussed by the blast. His mind was now foggy, unable to articulate what he wanted to say.
Suddenly, he felt some moisture on his lips, a cool liquid dripping into his mouth, instantly dissolving like a magical elixir, repairing his depleted body.
’Crown Pear’
But he had lost over ten years of his life span, which this couldn’t make up for.
Hearing the crisp crunch beside his ear, Su Huan instinctively reached out to wrap his arm around the woman’s waist, biting down greedily to capture the soft, sweet pear flesh.
