Apocalypse Arrival - chapter 216

Song An was a second-order ability holder living in Rongcheng Base. He had been fighting at the gate of the base for a whole day, his legs were weak, and he could hardly draw any strength.

However, those six-arm Fishers with infant heads in front of them became more crowded in black.

The soles of Song An’s feet slipped on the thick blood, and he fell on the limbs of an unknown companion, and touched blood on his hand.

He was in despair and panic, and wanted to escape, but there were his elderly parents in the base behind him. Uf they took a step back, the entire base would be gone.

Besides, he had nowhere to escape.

A demon grabbed one of his ankles, lifted him upside down in the air, looking at him indifferently with big, emotionless eyes.

Song An was in extreme fear, and his mind even flashed through the scene of him being held in half by the demons and being eaten by groups of demons like his companion.

A red blade penetrated through the flesh-colored chest of the demon appeared in his sight. The red glow turned into a streamline, splitting the demon in half from the bottom up, and splitting through the demon. He blankly saw a figure passing by.

The demon fell to the ground and twisted. Before it could recover, it was chopped by countless red and black lights.

The long red blade stopped in front of Song An. He could clearly see a faintly shiny crystal core embedded in the hilt of the knife. The crystal core spread green veins toward the blade, and the shining green light flew along the green. Climbing the blood-red knife with the thin thread, there was a strange and beautiful power.

The woman holding the knife glanced at him lightly, shook off the blood from the blade, and disappeared before his eyes.

The mercenary team that suddenly appeared, quickly ended the battle with terrifying strength.

The yellow sand in the sky slowly converged.

The ability holders of the base watched the demon hunters walking out of the yellow sand.

At the forefront was a young man. He was tall, with his sleeves at his elbows, showing his fair and well-proportioned arms. His slightly curly black hair covered his eyebrows, like a gentle and shy boy next door.

When he passed by, everyone, including the wounded, subconsciously moved a step back.

The man in front of them was terribly powerful.

The yellow sand that covered the sky and the sun, swallowed, and crushed demons were all made by him.

Even at that moment, the remains of countless demons still stared, with five or six arms stretched upward, frozen in the yellow sand, maintaining the appearance of struggle.

The young woman with agilty, wearing black clothes and thin armor, with double knives across her waist, found the demon’s body, picked out the crystal core, and jumped away from it.

She smiled and passed by the silent young girl.

Song Sanqian, the older person in charge of the base, was pushed out by the crowd. He swallowed his saliva while holding on to the arm injured in the battle, a little nervous.

There had never been such strong people in a small base like them. The female ability holder who looked in a good mood and smiled in front of him cut demons with that pair of long knives.

Even the young and silent girl could chop up the body of a demon without hesitation at a speed that was so fast that people could not catch it.

Under the diligent and thoughtful guidance of Song Sanqian, Chu Qianxun and her party walked into the small base.

Nearby was Rongcheng, a large city with an inland center, with convenient transportation and a large population, but there were no dangers to guard from. After the apocalypse came, the nearby base fell and was built, built and destroyed, and in the end only such a small backing base was left. Although the base was small, it was crowded with a large number of people from all over the place.

On both sides of the sewage-flowing streets, simple shacks were scattered in a mess, and people in rags were busy confining the bodies of their companions who died in the catastrophe.

People from all directions brought different beliefs. They prayed to their God and used various ways to pay homage to their dead relatives and friends.

It could be seen that half a year after the arrival of the apocalypse, human beings who were hesitant and helpless amidst the ravages of the demons had risen up a variety of religious sects.

There was the Shennai organization that preached that God was bound to save the world. There were also creation schools that believed that new humans could create a new world, and there were more demon sects that advocated demons as Gods and believed that everything in the end was the punishment of the demons gods on humans.

Chu Qianxun’s gaze swept around on those wearing the angel wings logo.

Shennai in the world did not rise as quickly as it used to be, and it was powerful, but it still did not escape the path of fate, and still existed.

Song Sanqian led people to an old-fashioned courtyard with a front hall and a backyard. He pointed to a row of four rooms to the south, and said embarrassedly, “Our base is a bit crude and too crowded. My place, like a few managed residences, is considered the best house. I just cleaned it up, so I can let you live there.”

“This is very good. We will only stay for a day or two, and we will collect some supplies. We won’t trouble you,” Gao Yan smiled and raised her hand to heal Song Sanqian’s arm injury.