Chapter 436

In the midst of collapse, they could not imagine why the near-invincible Lin An would suddenly exhaust his strength.

How could this..

How could this!!

The soldier holding an assault rifle desperately shook his head in disbelief.

Fire! Keep firing! Lure the zombies over!

Everyone almost simultaneously fired desperately, trying to draw the zombies' attention.

The exhausted Awakened Ones suppressed the fear in their hearts, their voices hoarse from strain.

Charge! Charge!

Hold the monster!!

They could not accept this sudden scene.

Jing Tian and Gao Tian stared, eyes almost bursting, at Lin An, who seemed about to give up resistance.

That figure falling from midair seemed so tiny before the vast horde of zombies.

Lin Dui!

Lin bro!

Almost at the same moment, both felt icy cold, as if plunged into an ice cave.

They knew that after Lin An activated the Heaven-Man state, the consumption was enormous; in the blink of an eye, they realized it must be due to Wen Ya's spiritual power being depleted, which from the start could not support Lin An's combat, leading to this result.

Damn it! We actually forgot about this!

But just as the two were about to lead the Awakened Ones in a suicidal charge toward the zombie horde, Wen Ya grabbed them both and pulled them back.

Her gaze was firm, and not a trace of worry could be seen on her pale face.

Believe in Lin An!

He's fine!

Just as the words were spoken,

Under the gaze of thousands of eyes, whether present or watching the broadcast.

An invisible pressure began to spread.

Above the heads of the mutants lunging at the zombie horde's core, the air twisted as if gripped by an invisible hand.

The night sky over the base.

Began to boil.

A high-frequency hum resonated across the battlefield.

At the center of the zombie horde, Lin An watched as the mutant struck in the head, the corners of his mouth lifting.

What we've been waiting for is now!

With a clear, cold low shout, the spread began.

Soul Shriek!

In an instant, the invisible shockwave twisted, and the tangible spiritual power turned into a violent hammer, sweeping a hundred meters around.

After a long absence, the Soul Shriek, unused until now, erupted once again with almost unstoppable destructive power.

Tearing, shattering, destroying, until annihilation.

From the Epic Tier Equipment Soul-devouring Hand, this first piece of equipment Lin An obtained, for the first time displayed its power before everyone.

Under the rapidly spreading spiritual power shockwave, a large number of zombies were instantly annihilated, turning into dust akin to utter extinction.

Ashes scattered, smoke vanished.

Even the Second Level Mutants that came to kill met the same fate as ordinary zombies.

Charging forward at high speed, the first wailing female demon that lunged before Lin An froze instantly; at its split chest, the corrosive acid about to spray trickled slowly down the chest.

Rainwater, acid.

It splashed onto the ground, sending ripples through the dark red blood‑water.

It seemed to lower its head in a human‑like gesture, glancing at its own reflection in the puddle.

Its hideous, terrifying visage, enough to shake one's sanity, showed cracks.

The next second, its whole body vanished like shattered glass in the gale.

One strike cleared the field.

The six mutants that rushed out first had no chance to resist, and died cleanly beneath the Soul Shriek.

The zombie horde was like a cake hollowed out from the center, leaving an empty middle.

The dense zombie horde piled up.

In a single strike, over six thousand zombies turned to ash.

Along with them, more than half of the greatest‑threat mutants also perished.

The entire field fell silent.

Only the pouring rain and the fleeting thunder rumbling in the clouds made sound.

The whole world seemed to have gone quiet.

Even the tirelessly howling zombies seemed to fall into stillness.

Even the mutants that were originally slower suddenly stalled in their assault.

Instinctively, they, who had never known fear, realized something.

Do not scatter.

If we all go up together, we will all die...

At the same time.

Inside the Wangjiang Meeting Room, Wang Meng stared blankly at the image that had just been transmitted.

I don't know if Chu An did this intentionally.

The broadcasting camera deliberately zoomed in, overlooking the blank space around Lin An.

"What... exactly is this ability..."

Like sleeptalk.

Wang Meng momentarily couldn't hold his water cup steady, and it clattered to the floor.

The water cup gurgled as it rolled to the staff officer's feet, yet no one picked it up.

The Second Level Awakened One standing beside him also remained frozen, unable to speak for a moment.

Just moments ago, he had been keenly analyzing the weaknesses in Lin An's strength.

(No area damage...)

(Too many zombies in the tide... can't kill them all..)

What am I saying?

He only felt a burning pain across his face.

Every analysis of his seemed to be wrong..

The same doubt as Wang Meng.

He could no longer recall how many times today he had encountered an incomprehensible situation.

What exactly is this ability?

Killing a large swath of zombies in seconds is one thing, but how can he instantly kill even Second Level Mutants all at once?!

It's exaggerated to the point that he now finds it hard to believe.

Why?

He felt somewhat indignant.

He couldn't stop asking himself in his heart.

Clearly we are both Awakened Ones, so why is the power gap so huge?

He glanced at the mutants scattered all over the ground, only to feel his heart twitching.

Any one of them could probably beat him half to death.

In an instant, he began to waver in his previous judgment.

"Third Level..?"

"Could it really be Third Level?!"

His breathing grew rapid, and even the people in the hall couldn't help but think of this.

I've only heard that a Military Region once encountered a Third Level Mutant.

It feels like Lin An's destructive power is not much different from the rumored Third Level.

But before they could come to their senses,

In the image, Lin An seemed to give them no breathing room.

"Hum-"

A barely perceptible soul extraction sounded.

Invisible strands of "soul" peeled off from the dead mutants' fragments and were instantly sucked dry by the Death God's Gem.

A slight thought moved.

Lin An calmly watched the zombie tide rush in again, as the large amount of soul points stored in the Death God Crystal began to be consumed.

"Convert spiritual power."

The Death God's Gem hanging at his neck suddenly turned cold, a dark red ripple flashing and vanishing.

At the same time, the accumulated soul points were converted through the Death God Crystal into refined spiritual power.

Status replenished.

Powerful, explosive-like force returned to his body.

"Heavenly!"

The innate skill activated again.

When the dazzling light filled the battlefield once more, the entire Long'an Base began to boil.

All base members excitedly cheered loudly; many exhausted soldiers half-cried, half-laughed as they knelt on the ground, letting the cold rain strike their faces.

Wen Ya couldn't help but wipe the rain from her face, her mood equally excited.

Although she knew and had seen Lin An's such ability before, it in no way hindered her current mood.

Beside him, An Jing Tian stood with his mouth open, watching Lin An as he again 'walked' toward the sky.

Gao Tian even sheepishly rubbed his nose, feeling that his excitement had been in vain.

Lin Dui is Lin Dui, strong to the point that his limits are impossible to guess.

He almost forgot that Lin An still had so many trump cards.

In the quiet meeting room, Wang Meng only felt that the white light on the screen was truly too blinding.

He held it in for a long time before managing to utter a sentence:

"Is he really human?"

"Can that move from just now still be used?"

The Second Level Awakened One standing beside him dared not interject.

He was afraid he would speak wrong again.

Although, logically speaking, that scene just now is unlikely to be reproduced.

Even if you're strong, mental power consumption isn't fake, right?

Using power comes at a cost.

This is an unchanging principle, no matter the time.

Of course, unless you're cheating.

Just as he decided to keep quiet, the staff officer beside him instinctively answered Wang Meng's question:

Commander, it should be a restorative-type Props.

This kid, he's got a hidden card..

This kind of Props, we also have them, don't we?

However, this kind of Props are one-time only...

He probably can't use it again...

There are too many corpses, he probably...

He hadn't finished speaking.

In the screen, mid-air, that white light, as if chasing the mutants, reenacted the earlier impact.

The target was exactly the slowest Second Level Impactor.

Soul Shriek!

In an instant, the Domain of Death spread again.

As if unhappy with how slow the killing was.

After absorbing the mutants' souls, Lin An simply took hold of Blood Abyss and his form flashed.

Sword Prison!

Endless sword blades came with a spirit energy slash.

Flesh was ripped apart, sword light swept across the battlefield.

Strands of blood-colored sword light ripped through the corpse tide.

Near the speed of sound, the whole corpse tide seemed to be blanketed by endless sword shadows.

At extreme speed, the sword-wielding figure pursuing the mutants left an afterimage on the screen.

Sword light filled the area.

Whenever the sword pierced the corpse tide and mutants gathered nearby, the invisible Soul Shriek would instantly trigger.

Blank, blank.

Like ants, the densely packed corpse tide was occasionally ripped open, leaving hundred-meter gaps.

When battle turned into art.

Like a waltz of carnage.

Inside the Meeting Room, there was dead silence.

Wang Meng silently watched the scene on the screen; for the first time in all these years, he felt fear.