I have an Apocalypse City

Chapter 282: The Last Line of Defense

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Boom!

The Spirit Sword brutally hacked into the chest of the vampire zombie, instantly flipping it over on the ground;

A sharp howl erupted from the mouth of the vampire zombie. The sound was so piercing that it shattered the window at the end of the corridor.

A disdainful expression crossed the face of the wolfman zombie, who watched as the vampire zombie on the ground held its head and continued to roll around. After a moment of hesitation, the wolf man zombie continued to pounce towards Song Jian.

Broken Wing Dance!

Song Jian lunged at the wolfman zombie with his sword. After three waves of attack, the wolfman zombie had three deep holes in his shoulder, and in return, Song Jian had chopped off one of its arms.

Song Jian’s mouth was full of fresh blood. Looking at the wolfman zombie trying to retrieve its severed arm, Song Jian brought his sword down on the arm on the ground and stirred forcefully, instantly mutilating the sturdy arm into a mess of flesh.

An arm, the wolfman zombie could reattach. But this mound of minced meat, Song Jian doubted it could regenerate into an arm again.

Roar-

The wolfman zombie let out an Angry Roar and lunged at Song Jian;

Immortal Sword Body, Activate!

Upon uttering the command, a golden light emerged from Song Jian’s body. Eight long sword shadows appeared out of thin air, slowly revolving around his body.

Thump!

His Crimson Fire Heart Ape Sword collided with the wolfman zombie’s claws. Their eyes met, and to Song Jian’s surprise, a sense of panic registered in the wolfman zombie’s eyes. It seemed like it felt suppressed by his strength in that instant;

Sword Silk!

Three slender silvery lines rippled through the air with a “whoosh,” coiling around the wolf man zombie’s neck;

Thump, thump, thump-

The instant they coiled around the wolfman zombie’s neck, the three sword wires suddenly straightened, rigid as iron. With a “whoosh”, they cut three bone-deep slash wounds around the zombie’s neck. Song Jian could even see the bone of the spine peeking through the wound.

Whoosh~

Before the wolfman zombie could react, Song Jian’s long sword traced a dark red trajectory in the air, brutally cutting across the wolfman zombie’s neck and chopped its head off.

The Vitality Points of the wolfman zombie dropped significantly, but the decapitated creature still wasn’t dead. Its limbless body lunged at Song Jian, both of its sharp claws piercing into Song Jian’s body.

For a moment, blood splattered, and Song Jian’s Vitality Points dropped by a third.

“It doesn’t die even if its head is chopped off?” Song Jian was stunned. He lifted his right leg and forcefully kicked the wolfman zombie. He managed to completely deplete the wolfman zombie’s Vitality Points only after hacking at it several times with his sword. The body, now headless, swayed for a moment before collapsing limp.

Before Song Jian could catch his breath, a shadow was already pouncing towards him from the front.

The figure of the vampire zombie, moving like a violent whirlwind, seemed to sweep in from all directions. Its terrifying claw-like hands traced light streaks in the air, lingering in Song Jian’s pupils.

Song Jian clenched the Crimson Fire Heart Ape Sword tightly in his hand, holding it in front of his chest, silently enduring the onslaught of attacks as fierce as a whirlwind and torrential rain, his vitality points plummeting rapidly.

“Bang-”

With a dull thud, Song Jian was pounded back five or six meters. The vampire-zombie let out a sharp, guttural roar, licking the fresh blood off its claws, its face twisting into a horrifying grimace.

Underneath its skin, lumps began to protrude like little serpents wriggling around. Its originally pale face, slowly began to turn an iron blue hue, and its fangs radiating a cold light turned red from the root.

The vampire-zombie became even more crazed and violent. Yet its eyes emanated a hint of confusion, as though its actions were close to primal instincts and its scant reasoning was slowly being lost.

The vampire-zombie, now more bloodthirsty, shrieked and pounced at Song Jian. Its speed quickened, flickering like a shadow. “Whoosh!” A cold light streaked across Song Jian’s neck, and three streams of blood sprayed out. Three deep lacerations appeared in his throat, blood gushing out—it looked as if he had suffered a brutal throat cut.

“Its speed is too fast; my eyes and senses cannot keep up with its movements. I can only passively endure this damage. I can’t go on like this…” Song Jian’s eyes blazed with infernal determination as he pulled a potion bottle from his pocket and smashed it emphatically on the ground.

At that moment, the vampire-zombie, driven by the scent of fresh blood, lost all reasoning and roared as it pounced at Song Jian, its craving for the hot fresh blood consuming its senses.

“Bang!” The potion bottle shattered under Song Jian’s foot, enveloped by the obscured silhouette of the attacking vampire-zombie.

Song Jian spread his arms open. As the vampire-zombie’s razor-sharp claws penetrated his body, he fiercely embraced its form.

Roar-

With a bestial roar, the vampire-zombie bent its head to bite into Song Jian’s shoulder, continuously sucking his blood. Refusing to show weakness, Song Jian opened his mouth and bit down hard on the creature’s neck.

He didn’t suck the blood of the vampire-zombie. Instead, he tore savagely at its flesh, like a wild beast would. Simultaneously, as the thirty-second countdown elapsed, Song Jian swiftly deployed the Spiritual Sword Control Technique!

A transparent spirit sword appeared above Song Jian’s head. Under his mental control, the sword struck continuously at the vampire-zombie. Just as the prescribed three seconds approached, Song Jian directed the spirit sword to viciously impale the creature’s body.

The vampire-zombie bled from its seven orifices and struggled violently, attempting to break free from Song Jian’s binding arms!

“Die!” The sword in Song Jian’s hand, the Crimson Fire Heart Ape Sword, shortened into a dagger. Gripping it, Song Jian stabbed it relentlessly into the vampire-zombie’s back.

Black smoke wafted from the vampire-zombie’s body. But just as Song Jian was beginning to believe the creature was dying, it broke free from his grasp. Holding its head and screaming, the creature darted towards the stairwell, disappearing into the staircase in no time.

Song Jian dropped to his knees, his body fell sideways, and he was convulsing incessantly.

His vitality points had dropped to barely one-tenth with no signs of recovery. It seemed like the rate of vitality restoration was inhibited by something.

There was a toxin in the vampire-zombie’s fangs. If not removed in time, Song Jian would become a blood slave under the control of the vampire-zombie after some time. He would lose his self-consciousness, and without that, even if he could survive, what was the difference between that and being dead?

The vampire-zombie’s poison spread within Song Jian’s body and swiftly flowed along his blood veins towards his brain. Once the virus infected his brain, he would truly become a walking corpse.

However, the vampire-zombie’s poison only flowed to Song Jian’s neck, then halted. No matter what, it could not break through the last defense. In his skill bar, his inherent ability “Thick Skinned” was emitting a faint light. The tenth level of the “Thick Skinned” ability was Song Jian’s last line of defense, putting up a persistent fight against the poison of the vampire-zombie.

Time trickled on, Song Jian didn’t know how much time had passed, but he eventually regained consciousness. His originally bloodshot, red eyes reverted to their usual clarity. When he stood up, he felt a sudden lightness in his body, as if it had become somewhat more agile.

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