MTLNOVEL Chapter 552 Go back!
Chapter 552 Go back!
Chapter 552 Go back!
Longshan.
Thousands of miles away, on the top of Longshan Mountain.
The City in the Sky stands on the top of the mountain like a bright pearl. However, in the baptism of war, this pearl was stained with blood and despair.
The mountain wind blew by, and the air on the mountaintop seemed to freeze.
The entire city was lingering in the flames of war.
Countless wounded people were resting on the grass.
The old cripple was struggling to hold the huge glass wine jar and tip it over. The liquid in the jar had bottomed out, leaving a bunch of poisonous insects.
She almost turned the wine jar completely upside down at 90 degrees, and then reluctantly took a glass of medicinal wine from it.
The old cripple was holding medicinal wine and helped up a young man whose body was completely rotten.
This person is not from Longshan, but from nearby Heifeng Village. The members of Heifeng Village are all mountain people. They are unwilling to surrender to No. 9 City and withdraw from the mountains.
Therefore, before the entire village was massacred, they came to Longshan in advance and fought side by side.
There are many more like Heifeng Village.
Sometimes, people outside cannot understand how dependent these mountain people are on the mountains.
They don't want to leave the mountain, just like children don't want to leave their mother.
"My child, drink it. After drinking this cup of medicinal wine, you will be fine." The old cripple said softly.
After fighting side by side for so many days, almost everyone knows the old cripple's medical skills.
With one move, you will either regain a new life or be completely disappointed.
The young man stretched out his trembling hand, wanting to take the medicinal wine from the old cripple, but he couldn't do it even for such a simple seventeen-year-old.
His body was like a candle melting under high temperature, and white bones could be seen in some places.
The severe pain from the melting flesh all over his body made his eyes bloodshot, and even his soul felt the pain.
Any time I move, my muscles will pull and there will be heartbreaking pain.
He was suddenly frightened.
"Old kidnapper, will I die?"
"No, you will be fine, kid, the mountain gods bless you."
While comforting him, the old cripple squatted down with difficulty, held the back of his head, and drank a glass of medicinal wine.
"I saw a rainbow. Abba said that if you walk through the rainbow, you can reach the mountain god's realm, and we will all be reunited there."
"Yes, child, the mountain god does not abandon everyone."
The dark medicinal wine slowly flowed down his chin, the young man's unrecognizable hands slowly lowered, and the head in the old cripple's hands instantly lost all strength.
She calmly closed the young man's eyes slowly with her skinny hands. With such a gentle touch, the flesh on the young man's eyelids drooped down, revealing the red fat intertwined with veins.
There were muffled cries all around.
But the old cripple was not sad. No matter how many people were sent away, there was always a strange peace in her eyes.
The departure of a person at this time is like a drop of water evaporating in a pool.
People die every day. This is war.
The entire open space in Longshan was filled with people who were recovering or gradually losing their breath.
At the bottom of the mountain, a large expanse of white carrion was like a reef resisting the constantly scouring waves.
There are too many people in City No. 9. Under its mobilization, many outer bases have sent additional manpower to join the battle.
They besieged the mountains around Longshan, trapped everyone in it, and used wheel warfare to consume the population of Longshan day after day.
Their warriors are endless.
And the total number of people in the villages around Longshan Union is only tens of thousands.
The two are simply not the same.
On the Longshan side, humans and rotten corpses can only fight alternately to delay time.
If Jiang You hadn't asked Yanchi to create 100,000 rotten corpses before, Longshan would have been in the possession of No. 9 City.
The seriously injured were concentrated around the man-eating tree, and in the middle was Zhang Shuhui, who was holding on to the mask.
However, her mask was only a dozen meters in diameter and could not protect the people around her. It could only keep the most seriously injured patients within the protective circle.
Weanchi was unable to sit in a wheelchair on the top of the mountain. From this angle, he could overlook the overall situation and make it easier to control the rotting corpses.
Those rotting corpses are just weapons, he is the real brain.
Yanchi's hands slid in the air, constantly mobilizing the corpses to block the captured gaps.
"Cough cough cough!!"
He was very weak. His long, shiny red hair hung down behind him like dead grass, and his cheeks were pale.
Those wild eyes were bloodshot and tired.
The warriors on Longshan Mountain all have time to rest, but he does not. Once he relaxes and his mental power collapses, the rotten corpse will be out of control.
Seeing him vomiting out a large mouthful of blood, his whole body shook.
It seemed like he was about to fall down at any moment.
Zhang Shuhui couldn't help but rush out, "Sir Yanchi, it's time for you to take a rest. If this continues, you will die before the leader comes back!"
"Go back and guard the man-eating tree."
"Sir..." Zhang Shuhui held a glass of sugar water in her hand, "You drink first..."
"Go back!!" Yanchi suddenly turned his head and stared at him with astonishing eyes.
There was madness and paranoia in those bloodshot eyes that Zhang Shuhui couldn't understand.