The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

Chapter 22 Inside and Outside

After shaking the skull open, Wu You did not linger.

He simply sidestepped, gripped the sword with both hands, and used his waist strength like a fully drawn bow—

Cleave the head with a sword strike!

click-

A flash of sword light, and the head that hadn't had time to retract fell to the ground.

Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh.

It rolled twice on the ground and stopped in a spot where the black mist wasn't so thick. Its mouth was still open, its triangular teeth gleaming white in the dim light, and its eyes were still open, its pure black pupils staring unblinkingly in a certain direction.

The man in the trench coat was stunned.

He turned to look at Wu You, who was standing diagonally to the side with his sword, then looked down at the rolling head on the ground, a series of question marks appearing above his head.

What exactly is going on now?

Who is he? Where is he? What just happened?

Just a second ago, he was calmly facing death, preparing to use his first-tier frost layer to directly confront the gaping maw of the third-tier source-level corpse. But the next second, the child he mistook for an innocent resident not only blocked the third-tier corpse's attack head-on, but even chopped off its head with a single sword strike!

One sword blocks, one sword slashes.

They were all wielded with a single sword strike.

The man in the trench coat opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but something seemed to be blocking his throat, and he still couldn't squeeze out a single word.

Wu You, however, had no time to pay attention to him at the moment.

The reason he didn't act immediately was because he wanted to see what this "ability user" was all about, and what level a "first-tier ability user" was.

Now he knows.

To be honest, it's not very good.

It wasn't that the man in the trench coat was weak; he genuinely did his best.

Against a zombie species that was clearly several levels higher than him, it was already quite impressive that he could dodge a few attacks. As for that last punch, even knowing that he would die, he still charged forward. That was quite manly.

But Wu You certainly wouldn't watch a living person be swallowed up by a monster right in front of him.

So he drew his sword.

As for concealing one's strength?

It's pointless now.

Now that an official has appeared here, and there's probably already a perimeter outside, he can't possibly kill everyone, can he?

Moreover, given the current situation, instead of waiting for the official experts to resolve it, why not try to kill this monster ourselves? The experience points are right in front of us. How much can we get from killing such a powerful zombie?

He recalled killing those ordinary zombie species before, each one costing ten points. This one, it must be worth several times that, right?

After comprehensive analysis, now is not the time to hide our strength.

Since we're not going to hide it anymore, why not save someone along the way and see if we can use that as a stepping stone to join the official team?

He had already come up with a reason.

The abilities of those with superpowers are bizarre and strange; they can even create ice out of thin air.

Then why can't there be an ability called "sword energy"? The cool energy in his body can indeed adhere to the sword, enhancing its attack power and making it useful in combat. As for anything else?

He didn't know either.

He's just a wild ability user who recently awakened his powers and doesn't know anything about them.

The line I just said to the monster, "I don't know what level I am," was actually meant for the man in the trench coat, laying the groundwork for what I would say later.

At this moment, the man in the trench coat finally realized what had happened.

A child who looked like a student beheaded a third-tier corpse with a single sword strike.

He suddenly looked up and stared at Wu You's back.

What did he just say? Doesn't he know what rank he is?

They lack even the basic common sense of those with special abilities.

So... the other party hasn't joined any faction yet? Or maybe they just recently awakened their abilities?

The man in the trench coat's mind raced. Although he didn't sense any obvious super-limit energy fluctuations from Wu You, so what? Ability users have all sorts of strange abilities, and some abilities don't have any energy fluctuations from birth. Although they are few in number, they do exist.

Furthermore, if one has already reached the third tier of strength shortly after awakening...

Thinking of this, the man in the trench coat's eyes became fiery.

Such a talented and beautiful person should join our Bureau of Anomalies!

He'd regret it for the rest of his life if such a promising talent were to be snatched away by another organization.

He was about to say something when he suddenly saw the monster opposite him move.

. . .

Wu You stared at the headless body.

It stood still, not falling, and raised one hand, beckoning towards the head on the ground.

The head seemed to be pulled by something, and with a whoosh, it flew back onto the neck.

A strange wriggling motion—countless tiny fleshy sprouts grew from the severed neck, connecting, intertwining, and fusing with the severed head.

A few seconds later, the neck returned to its original position, and the head was put back on.

The monster twisted its neck, making a cracking sound.

Then its pure black eyes stared straight at Wu You.

"interesting."

It opened its mouth, revealing a mouthful of triangular, gleaming white teeth.

ah--!!!

A sharp, piercing roar suddenly erupted.

The sound didn't just travel through the air; it seemed to explode directly in my brain, accompanied by an invisible shockwave that pierced my brain like needles.

It's a shock on a spiritual level.

Wu You frowned slightly, a mild dizziness rising in his head.

But that's about it.

The dizziness came on quickly and went away quickly, like someone tapping him on the forehead with a small hammer—it hurt a little, but only for a moment.

Moreover, the cold energy within his body was also stimulated and began to surge automatically. After the cold energy circulated in his brain, the discomfort completely disappeared.

He shook his head and returned to normal.

But the man in the trench coat next to him couldn't do that.

"ah--!"

He suddenly clutched his head with both hands, curled up, his expression twisted in a ferocious grimace, veins bulging on his forehead, his teeth clenched so tightly they cracked, as if he were suffering some inhuman pain.

Wu You glanced at it but didn't move.

There's no time to worry about him right now.

. . .

Beyond the black fog lies the real world.

Gao Buhuan stared at the watch on his wrist, not daring to blink.

The dial displayed a countdown—four minutes remaining on the one-time dark domain sealing device.

The small green dot next to the countdown timer is the life indicator light for her partner, Lao Hu.

The light is still on.

Thankfully, it's still lit up.

She didn't know what had happened inside, how Old Hu was doing, or whether that third-tier corpse had attacked him.

All she knew was that the indicator light was still on and that she was still alive.

"Old Hu..." she murmured, her voice hoarse, "You must survive."

She knew the probability was very, very small, almost nonexistent.

She had never heard of a single person who could survive a battle between a first-tier and a third-tier opponent.

But she still prayed silently in her heart.

Just then, several black SUVs stopped beside her, and the doors slammed open. Several men and women wearing identical black trench coats jumped out, all looking anxious.

"Xiao Huan!" The man at the front ran over quickly. "Where's Lao Hu!"

"Sister Huan!" A young girl followed behind, "How's the situation? We came right away after receiving the message from the station!"

Gao Buhuan raised his head and glanced at them.

"Old Hu is in that third-order dark energy field." Her voice was hoarse, but calm.

Everyone was taken aback.

They certainly knew what a third-order dark energy field meant.

This means there are third-tier corpses inside.

"He wanted to use a one-time dark domain sealing device to hold off that third-tier corpse," Gao Buhuan continued.

Everyone fell silent.

They understood.

Old Hu sacrificed his own life to buy time for the Dark Domain Lockdown Device to trap the third-tier corpse species. Only in this way could the people outside have enough time to wait for Lord Mo Li to arrive.

"Why are you all making that face?" Gao Buhuan suddenly raised his voice. "Old Hu isn't dead yet!"

She raised her wrist and showed them her watch.

See for yourself!

Everyone crowded around, staring at the small green dot on the dial.

It's still lit.

But their expressions didn't relax much.

Just because I'm not dead now doesn't mean I won't die later. The gap between the first and third tiers is too big, so big that it can't be made up for by "fighting desperately". Death is only a matter of time.

Moreover, they are all only first-order executors, not third-order torchbearers.

They had no ability to break through the one-time dark domain sealing device, let alone go in to rescue people.

All we can do now is wait.

Waiting for Lord Mo Li to arrive.

or……

Once Lao Hu's life indicator light goes out, another person will take over.

The night was deep, the streetlights were dim, and a group of people stood there, silent like statues.

. . .

The world of black mist, or rather, the dark realm.

The monster withdrew its mental attack and tilted its head to examine Wu You.

"That's interesting," it said. "Even mental attacks don't work on you."

It took a step forward.