Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 11: Encountering the Fanatics Again

After doing push-ups, Gao Yang started a series of training including squats.

During the first abyss experience, it has been made very clear that during this period of experience, the time in the outside world is basically suspended.

Gao Yang must seize every moment he has in the training ground to enhance his strength as much as possible.

If he could reach the level of Vitas, he estimated that even a dump truck would not be able to kill him.

It seems like a fantasy to think that you can reach Vitas' level in just thirty days.

But this does not prevent Gao Yang from constantly training himself and working hard for it.

The night passed quickly, and the pale and weak sunlight shone on the only window of the wooden house, and sparse rays of light fell through the window.

Gao Yang turned over and jumped up. He didn't need to stay up late to worry about heavy work, nor was he tempted by electronic products such as mobile games. A good night's sleep made him full of energy.

He quickly got out of bed and started to rush to the place where Dulong did his morning exercises.

But when he arrived at the place, he did not see the strong figure of Dulong.

Gao Yang asked a soldier who was doing morning exercises nearby, and then he learned that Dulong had applied to leave the city last night and should be back before sunset in the afternoon.

"Is it because of the old Duterte incident?"

Gao Yang already had some guesses in his mind.

Old Duter died in battle and left a suicide note. Now that Dulong saw it, he would not ignore it.

At the very least, Dulong should deliver the compensation that old Duterte deserves.

Gao Yang did not stay either. He already understood the training steps, so he started training alone at the place where Dulong often trained.

It was not until the evening that Gao Yang saw Dulong rushing back, exhausted.

"Brother Dulong, is everything resolved?"

Gao Yang stopped wiping the sword, looked at Dulong and asked.

A hint of gloom flashed across Dulong's eyes, and his mind seemed to recall the tearful face of old Duterte's skinny daughter.

He said nothing, just nodded slightly.

Gao Yang didn't ask any further questions. He just stood up and said, "Let's go eat together. The sun is about to set."

Dulong looked up and saw that the sun had already set in the west.

When the sun sets, the old days come sweeping back.

"Let's go."

At the foot of the city wall, Gao Yang looked up at the top of the city wall. The three figures shrouded in wizard robes were still standing there quietly.

Turning around, I saw the old believers still running towards me like yesterday.

After three days of fighting, Gao Yang no longer felt any discomfort facing these mad things. In his eyes, these old believers were the cornerstones of his strength and were walking universal experiences.

As long as he kills enough, he will become stronger quickly.

The light shone down, and the familiar sense of power emerged in his body again.

A fiery glint flashed in Gao Yang's eyes. The methods of these mysterious wizards were truly mysterious and unpredictable.

Facing a garrison of several thousand people, there were only three of them, but they were able to use the Barbarian Bear Technique on all the garrison troops to increase their strength and physique.

But a range increase of this magnitude is definitely a huge test for the mage's ability.

"Before returning to the real world, it would be best if I could have these mages amplify my power individually."

Gao Yang secretly made up his mind.

Returning to the real world means certain death, so he will try anything that can increase his chances of survival.

Before he could think more, the frenzied chanting was already close at hand.

Gao Yang's gaze locked on an Old Believer, roughly his height. He held a heavy, dark red mallet in his hand. The dark red was so glaring that Gao Yang couldn't help but wonder how many garrisons had died under the mallet to create such a deep crimson.

Dulong was not far from him, fighting with another old believer and could not get away for the time being.

Gao Yang must deal with the one in front of him alone.

Gao Yang took a step forward, and the solid ground under his feet transmitted the power to his body layer by layer. His body, which was ready to go, rushed out as fast as a cheetah.

There was fanaticism in the pure white eyes of the old believer. The doctrine of the Fiery Sun drove him to swing the wooden hammer madly, trying to smash Gao Yang's vigorous life into pieces.

"Sang~da~"

The old believers chanted fanatically, and the dark red wooden hammer came straight towards Gao Yang's chest with a heavy whistling sound.

Facing the wooden hammer coming straight towards him, Gao Yang remained calm. He exerted force with his palms and held the broad blade of the sword horizontally in front of him, making a blocking gesture.

The next moment, his arm suddenly sank, and a huge force was violently transmitted from the sword to his arm.

Gao Yang held the sword tightly, and the fighting spirit in his body burst out without reservation.

His greatsword slashed down the handle of the mallet towards the Old One's fingers, forcing it to release its hand.

The moment the old believer loosened his hands, he immediately clenched his fists, stepped forward, and approached Gao Yang.

Although these old believers have lost their sanity, they still retain their fighting instinct. As long as they get close to Gao Yang, Gao Yang's sword will lose its greatest advantage.

In this situation, if Gao Yang wanted to fight it, he would either have to give up the attack and look for an opportunity to create a suitable distance again, or he would have to give up the greatsword in his hand and engage in hand-to-hand combat with it.

But Gao Yang didn't. At this moment, the sword that Gao Yang swung turned around at a speed that the old believers could hardly react to, and with sharp wind pressure, it slashed fiercely on the shoulders of the old believers.

The old believer let out a scream, and Gao Yang's sword almost cut off his entire left shoulder.

After Gao Yang struck with his sword, he raised his right leg and kicked low down to the knee of the old believer.

With the blessing of 12 o'clock power, the knees of the old believers made a crisp sound and broke backwards in a "V" shape.

His left leg was kicked off, his left arm was cut open, and the old believer completely lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Gao Yang chopped down with his sword, and a head rolled far away.

"You killed the Old Ones and gained 50 general experience points."

Gao Yang exhaled slightly from his throat, and with the help of his surging movements, he killed the old believer in front of him cleanly and neatly.

But as a price, his fighting spirit was also consumed by four points.

In this battle tonight, he will only have one chance to use the Tide of Action at most.

After exhaling the foul air, Gao Yang didn't stop, picked up the sword and rushed towards Dulong.

At the moment the battle broke out, a large number of Old Believers rushed over, and the pressure on the garrison at this moment almost reached its limit.

All garrisons have their own enemies to contend with.

But as long as we can hold on, we will enter the rhythm of the garrison.

For example, now, with Gao Yang's help, the old believers who were fighting with Dulong could not last more than three moves before Dulong chopped off their heads with one blow.

Before the two of them could catch their breath, a figure came flying backwards like a rag.

Gao Yang and Dulong dodged nimbly and looked back, only to see a garrison soldier lying in a pool of blood with a huge cut on his chest, almost splitting him in half. There was no chance of survival.

Gao Yang and Du Long looked back and saw a tall Old One holding a black sword. His pure white eyes stained with blood looked at them like a ferocious beast.

A ferocious and crazy aura hit him in the face, and Gao Yang subconsciously tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.

A day later, he encountered the fanatic again.

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