My physics masters couldn't possibly be grand mages.

But the few monsters that are still alive won't wait for them to react.

"roar!!"

The roars echoed through the streets.

Su Ming and the others reacted quickly. He finally drew his knife, ready to face the next wave of battle.

But soon, his sharp eyes spotted a huge shadow gradually covering these things.

It looked like some enormous thing was slowly falling.

Su Ming's pupils suddenly contracted, and he shouted loudly:

"Back off!"

He took a step back, grabbed Zhao Lina, and pulled her into the alley.

Lin Guodong reacted quickly, retreating inside and hiding behind a trash can.

The monsters finally reacted, slowly raising their heads, and then...

"boom!!!"

The thing slammed hard onto the ground.

The earth trembled violently as if an earthquake had struck, and deafening sounds echoed throughout the street.

Thick smoke and dust mixed with gravel spread outwards like waves. Gravel fell from the cracks in the walls with a clattering sound.

Su Ming staggered two steps and bumped into the trash can, the metal making a dull thud.

A gust of air mixed with gravel rushed in from the alley entrance, blowing Fangtang's hair back and making it impossible for her to open her eyes.

Everyone instinctively held their breath, but some dust still got into their lungs, causing a burning pain.

Once the dust had settled a bit, Su Ming endured the discomfort of the dust getting into his eyes and tried to open them.

Before them lay a corpse.

A huge corpse.

Its impact was precise; the humanoid monsters were instantly smashed into a bloody pulp, while another was blown away by the massive shockwave.

It appeared that its spine had been broken when it hit the wall, and it was struggling to climb on the ground.

Its size was outrageous, almost filling the entire entrance. It was at least twenty meters long, its body resembling a giant lizard magnified countless times, and it had wings on its back.

It's not much different from many legendary dragons.

But it is already dead.

A huge wound was torn open on its back, stretching from the back of the skull to the base of the tail, almost splitting the entire body lengthwise.

Dark red blood and shattered internal organs gushed from the wound, spreading across the ground like a burst dam, emitting a strong, nauseating stench.

Su Ming and Lin Guodong exchanged a glance, both of them seeing the seriousness in each other's eyes.

Things like this can usually only be brought down by the military using large electromagnetic guns.

Who killed this thing?

"call-"

The sound of wings flapping came from the sky.

The people at the alley entrance subconsciously and slowly raised their heads.

Cindy floated there slowly.

Barefoot, her robes clung to her body in the wind. Her long hair was disheveled, and her dark red eyes had no pupils, no focus, like two mirrors reflecting a sea of ​​blood.

She lowered her eyes, looking down at the people in the alley.

There was no emotion in those eyes.

It's like looking at a group of ants.

A chill ran down Su Ming's spine.

"Let's go!" he whispered.

Turning around, he met Xia's gaze as he walked from the other end of the alley.

The young man put his hands in his robe pockets, his boots making a soft crunching sound on the gravel. He glanced down at Fang Tang and Lao Zhou as he passed them, but continued on his way.

Su Ming remained silent, staring intently at Xia Ya.

He didn't see the electromagnetic cannon that Xia had just condensed dissipate, or rather, only Fang Tang among these people saw it.

But he also knew that it must have been this young man in front of him who saved Zhao Lina.

However, in the apocalypse, not trusting anyone will help you live longer.

"Don't worry," Xia said. "She came with me."

Su Ming quickly realized who he was talking about.

He turned and glanced at Cindy.

She remained floating in the air, her blood wings transforming into countless drops of blood that fell like rain. Yet she continued to float, her frail figure a stark contrast to the grotesque lizard-like monster corpse beside her.

That was definitely not human.

He turned his head and met Lin Guodong's gaze.

Lin Guodong gripped the hunting knife tightly in his hand, his whole body tense.

Su Ming knew that at this point, it was no longer a question of whether they believed the two people in front of them.

It's a question of whether these two entities are willing to let them go.

"Could you be a little quieter?" Xia sighed and said to Cindy, "You've scared them."

Cindy stood barefoot on the ground, blood seeping from between her toes. She didn't look down, only glanced slightly to the side, her dark red eyes devoid of any warmth.

"Are you talking to me?"

Xia Ya shrugged and said helplessly to Su Ming, "She has a bit of a temper."

Su Ming nodded, his neck slightly stiff.

"My name is Xia Ya," Xia Ya introduced himself to them. "I'm from Tiancheng Port."

He took out an ID card from his pocket and handed it to Su Ming.

This thing is pretty useless now, but at least it makes these people believe they are human.

Char's gaze swept over the five people in the alley.

The injured Lao Zhou, Fang Tang squatting next to him, Lin Guodong holding a hunting knife, Zhao Lina huddled in the corner, and Su Ming standing in front.

Char had actually been observing these people from the sky for several minutes.

To remain loyal to someone who has lost the ability to act in such an apocalyptic world, even if their character is unknown, at least shows loyalty.

His gaze lingered on Old Zhou's broken leg for a moment, then he raised his hand, revealing a glass bottle.

Healing potions can be purchased with points at the Tower of Truth, and Char always keeps a few bottles in his storage space.

The clear liquid swayed slightly inside the bottle. He handed the bottle to Sugar Cube.

"Give him half to drink," Xia said. "Pour the other half onto the wound."

Fang Tang took the bottle, her fingers trembling, and looked at Su Ming with pleading eyes.

Su Ming nodded.

If these two beings wanted to harm them, they would have already made their move.

"Bang!"

Fang Tang pulled the cork out of the bottle and began applying the medicine to Lao Zhou's wound as Xia Ya had instructed.

Old Zhou's breathing began to stabilize ten seconds after the medicine entered his mouth.

The still-bleeding cuts began to scab over, at a speed visible to the naked eye. Fang Tang stared at this scene, mouth agape, wondering if she was dreaming.

"Take him inside," Xia said, pointing to a relatively intact building across the street.

The gray-white concrete exterior is covered with cracks from the passage of time, but the framework remains intact. The entire building resembles a giant, hollowed-out honeycomb. Layers upon layers of windows are densely packed, some still dimly lit as emergency lights.

"It's getting dark soon," Xia reminded him, his words carrying a peculiar meaning.

Su Ming looked at the surroundings gradually being shrouded in darkness and thick fog, his expression changed, and he said to the other four people.

"Let's go! We can't stay here!"