Crossover Anime Reincarnation: I Slaughtered Through the Main God Space!

He really didn't want to go out and face that endless horde of corpses.

“We have to go down and block the zombies at the hotel lobby entrance…” Bai Yu glanced at him expressionlessly and said coldly, “That way, if the zombies break through the entrance, we can retreat up while attacking them… If all else fails, we can use grenades to blow up the stairs; that’s the safest way right now.”

“If we passively resist the enemy, the main god will definitely increase the difficulty.”

Bai Yu walked up to Hayama Hayato and said, "We have about 8 minutes left to get down to the first floor. How are the defensive measures for the third floor going?"

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems." Hayama Hayato nodded, a sense of relief rising in his heart.

If Bai Yu hadn't been so prepared, having everyone set up defensive barriers in advance to be ready to defend against zombies at any time, it would have been a different story.

Next, we're likely to encounter even bigger and more difficult problems.

No nonsense.

Bai Yu took the initiative to lead the team, relying on his enhanced physique to charge forward at the forefront.

The distance from the entrance to the staircases at both emergency exits is approximately 100 meters.

But before long, he had already reached the corner of the stairs.

This speed has clearly surpassed the current limits of human sprinting in the 100-meter dash.

Hayato Hayama and the others behind him stared in disbelief at the white feather that swept past.

Before anyone could respond, the boy had already opened the emergency exit door and run down the stairs.

Because the hotel had been cleaned beforehand, the group had a smooth journey without encountering any obstacles.

Hayato Hayama, Yukino Yukinoshita, and the others followed closely behind, panting.

Carrying such heavy equipment, they couldn't possibly lift it as effortlessly as Bai Yu.

The lower the floor, the louder the roaring sounds from outside became.

Hearing those chilling screams, everyone's mood involuntarily became heavy.

In just 7 minutes, the group reached the intersection of the hall steps.

This speed is already considered very fast.

A normal adult would need several seconds to run down the stairs, taking two steps for every three steps on each floor.

What's more, everyone was carrying such heavy equipment.

But under the pressure of death, no one complained easily. They were tired, but as long as they could live, who would want to die?

In the center of the hall, a magnificent staircase splits in two, forming a semi-spiral shape.

There are probably several hundred steps.

Its design is spacious, grand, and exquisitely beautiful.

This terrain is arguably the perfect defensive position for everyone at this moment.

Just stay on either side and defend the two sides of the main hall.

"The Claymore mines have already been installed. Conservatively speaking, they should be able to hold out for at least a while."

"We have set up bunkers on five floors in total: the first, second, third, and 20th floors, and the top floor, the 27th floor."

Hayato Hayama, gripping his Remington shotgun, reported to Shiraha from behind cover.

"They...are here!"

Yukino's palms were sweating as she watched the approaching Black Tide, her heart pounding faster than ever.

The zombie horde has arrived!

Chapter 25 The Death of Taisuke Sawanaga!

Click, click...

The snow outside the hotel was crushed by deafening footsteps.

The black horde of corpses spread like a rising tide.

They surged wildly through the hotel entrance at an astonishing speed.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Rotten, twisted pieces of paper were stuck tightly to the glass.

Each impact was like a heavy iron hammer falling, striking the hearts of everyone present.

Just three seconds.

The area outside the hotel was filled with countless infected people.

Countless black claws relentlessly tore at the wall.

Wave after wave of impacts battered the fragile glass doors.

They were like piles of sand, growing higher and higher until they filled a small building in an instant.

Countless shadows obscured the light, as if night had fallen, instantly plunging the hall into darkness.

Everyone watched with trepidation, feeling their scalps tingle.

This terrifying scene is almost just like that horror movie, World War Z.

Crunch, crunch...

Under the relentless onslaught of the zombie horde, even the reinforced glass doors of the hotel were on the verge of collapse, emitting a groan of unbearable strain.

suddenly.

There was a bang.

The gate finally broke.

The horde of zombies lost their momentum and surged into the lobby like sponges squeezed to their limit.

Bai Yu leaned against the white marble railing of the spiral staircase, the muzzle of his AK-105 slightly lowered.

The crosshair had already locked onto the top of the skull of the front row of zombies.

That is the fatal weakness where the brainstem is located.

"Fire!"

With a low shout.

Countless gunshots instantly shattered the hotel's silence.

"Bang bang bang!!! Bang bang bang!!!"

Yukino Yukinoshita leaned against the wall, her hands tightly gripping the MP5 submachine gun.

Following Bai Yu's instructions, fire in bursts, pausing for half a second after every three bullets.

"Bang, bang bang!!!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha doesn't have much experience shooting.

Only the simplest shooting mode can be used.

She kept the MP5's rate of fire at a critical point, always aiming the muzzle at the horde of zombies, the bullet trajectories connecting the foreheads of swathes of zombies like silk threads.

Her motto is "not seeking merit, but avoiding mistakes."

It's better to waste a few bullets than to let the horde of zombies overrun the team.

"There are just too many..."

Hayato Hayama's face was grave as he watched the relentless tide of corpses, his heart sinking lower and lower.

Despite being mentally prepared, he hadn't anticipated such a large number of zombies attacking.

Even worse...

Who knows how many special infected individuals will appear within the horde of zombies...

The boy had no other choice but to grit his teeth, carry the Winchester M1887 shotgun, and stand at the corner of the steps.

Each trigger pull was accompanied by a deafening roar, the shotgun shells forming a death fan within five meters, blasting the oncoming zombies into flying limbs and bloody carnage.

"Attention! Landmines are about to detonate!"

For a full three minutes, everyone gritted their teeth and fiercely defended the hall.

The battle had reached a fever pitch, with no time to stop.

Finally, when everyone's guns were all out of ammunition and needed to be reloaded, Hayato Hayama roared and pressed the remote control.

Boom! ...

The next moment.

Three violent bursts of fire suddenly erupted from the snow outside the hotel entrance.

The steel balls from the Claymore mine swept across the area like a torrential rain.

The nearby zombies were instantly torn into countless bloody fragments by the terrifying shockwave.

The black bloodstains spread across the snow like splashes of ink.

But soon, it was submerged by the swirling snowflakes.

The blend of black and white creates an eerie yet strangely beautiful effect.

After a brief lull, the horde of zombies surged back in, seemingly never to be cleared away.

The initial defensive battle was flawless.

The spiral staircase in the hall forms a natural funnel-shaped terrain.

The zombies could only surge upwards in a line.

The gunfire from the crowd formed an iron net, blocking every zombie that tried to break through below the steps.

The metal shell casings gradually piled up on the steps, slowly forming a small hill.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of gunpowder mixed with putrid odor.

Bai Yu could even clearly hear the crisp "crack" sound of the bullet piercing the zombie's skull.

His masterful marksmanship allows him to "precisely lock onto the enemy," eliminating the need for aiming.

The muzzle can always automatically target the weakest point.

When the AK-105 magazine was empty, at least thirty zombies fell to his gun, and not one of them needed a follow-up shot.

"Do you have enough ammunition?" Bai Yu changed the magazine with lightning speed, removing the empty magazine with one hand while the new magazine was already inserted into the gun.

He raised his gun and fired three more shots, blowing the heads off three zombies that were trying to climb the steps from the side.

"I only have two magazines left in my MP5!" Yukino's voice was breathless, her fingertips slightly white from constantly pulling the trigger. She said in a deep voice, "But I don't have many bullets left in my shotgun!"

This type of gun has a limited supply of bullets.

Others don't have much in reserve either.

Just as Hayama Hayato was about to reply, his pupils suddenly contracted: "Watch out! Above!"

A dark shadow suddenly swooped down from the chandelier on the first floor of the hotel, like a ghost.

He wore a hood, his gray-green skin taut over streamlined muscles, and his sharp claws gleamed coldly under the light.

Hunter!

The second time they met this guy, they were no longer strangers.

All of a sudden.

All gun barrels were aimed simultaneously.

But the latter was incredibly fast, leaping into the air suddenly with its terrifying jumping ability.

Its target was none other than Taisuke Sawaei, who stood in the middle of the group and was always on edge.

Taisuke Sawanaga was firing his SCAR-L at the horde of corpses below, completely unaware of the threat above him.

He only looked up sharply when he heard the sharp sound of claws slicing through the air, only to see the hunter's sickly, distorted face.

"not good!"

Sainan Taisuke instinctively raised his gun, but the hunter's claws slapped the weapon away, and he was then tackled to the ground on the steps.