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

Bai Yu, who was dozing off, suddenly opened his eyes.

But in their ears came the thunderous roar from the distant wilderness.

This is not the sound of an avalanche.

Instead, it was the loud sound of countless feet shattering the ice and trampling the frozen ground as the zombie horde moved.

not far away.

The horde of zombies is advancing steadily towards the Heihe City base.

Bai Yu quickly picked up the binoculars to take a closer look.

Through the lens, one could vaguely see the gray fog rising on the horizon.

That was dust kicked up by thousands upon thousands of zombies moving around.

Under the leaden sky, a suffocating despair permeated the atmosphere.

"what happened?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha, nestled in her arms, was startled awake by the noise outside.

Together with Yukino, who had also been woken up, they looked out the window.

The next moment.

Both women's expressions changed.

Just as Bai Yu had predicted.

On the last day of the apocalypse, the zombie horde surged northward and began to assault the military base in Heihe City.

Can the military base in Heihe City withstand such a massive zombie horde?

Bai Yu cannot be confirmed.

The only certainty is that staying there will significantly increase the danger.

......

the other side.

The Heihe City base is no longer the "peaceful" place it once was.

The urgent alarm pierced the sky with a mournful sound.

The soldiers stood on the city wall, guns raised, watching the approaching Black Tide, their faces extremely grim.

The refugees huddled together like frightened ants, crying and rushing toward the city gate, only to be violently thrown back by soldiers with rifle butts.

"Untouchable!"

"If you push any further, we'll shoot!"

"Fuck, you idiots, where do you think you can run to now?!"

Amidst the cold shouts, someone was accidentally pushed into the mud and instantly trampled to death by those behind them.

The dense crowd was packed together like an unopened can of sardines.

Everyone was scrambling to escape, and order quickly collapsed.

In the chaos, no one noticed...

In the military camp.

What is happening in a certain room.

Ten minutes ago.

Makoto Ito huddled in the corner, expressionless.

The empty sleeve of my left arm bulged in the cold wind.

Ever since his arm was bitten off by a zombie, Cheng's eyes have lost their light, leaving only a twisted ferocity.

Kato Komi, her face covered in bruises, carefully handed over half a piece of hard, dry bread: "Makoto-kun, have some, otherwise..."

"roll!"

Makoto Ito suddenly waved his hand.

The bread was swept onto the sewage-filled ground.

He raised his only remaining right hand and gripped Xiaomei's wrist tightly, his nails almost digging deep into her flesh.

"what!"

Xiao Mei cried out in pain.

I didn't expect Makoto Ito to make a sudden move.

"You think I'm useless too, don't you?" Makoto Ito's eyes were full of resentment. "You think that because I lost my arm, I'm a piece of trash who can't even protect myself, right?"

Xiao Mei's eyes reddened with pain, but she still bit her lip and shook her head: "No, Cheng Jun, I just..."

"Just what?" Makoto Ito suddenly laughed, his laughter filled with self-mockery and violence. "Just that I feel I'm not as good as Shiraha? Not as good as those people with arms and legs?"

He shoved Kato Komi away abruptly, and the chubby girl stumbled and fell to the ground, gasping in pain.

Looking at Makoto Ito in front of her, she suddenly felt a sense of unfamiliarity.

Even if Makoto Ito was cowardly in the past, he would never have treated her like this.

But everything changed after that white male officer named Wilson set his sights on him.

That day.

The soldiers at the base suddenly dragged Makoto Ito away.

He was taken to Officer Wilson's room.

No one knows what happened to Makoto Itō in the officer's room.

All Kato Komi knew was that after Ito Makoto returned limping that day, he seemed like a completely different person.

He vented all the humiliation and anger he had suffered on Kato himself.

"Who do you think you are?" Makoto Ito stood up and approached Xiaomei step by step, completely dropping the act: "You're so ugly and fat, who would want you besides me?"

"Even someone like you, I wouldn't choose you if there were other women available."

Xiaomei clutched the hem of her clothes, and tears finally streamed down her face. She knew she wasn't pretty.

Compared to other women, she was like an inconspicuous weed by the roadside.

Makoto Ito's words were like knives, stabbing her heart with pain.

"waste!"

Suddenly, Makoto Ito raised his foot and kicked the girl hard. "Look, you can't even keep a piece of bread. What else can you do?"

"Do you know how disgusting what that officer did to me was? Do you know how much I hate him?"

His voice grew louder and louder, his eyes bloodshot, "It's all because I broke my arm! It's all because I'm useless! It's all because of people like you who just laugh at me!"

He suddenly raised his hand, wanting to hit Xiaomei again, but before his hand could fall, the girl pushed him away.

This time, Kato Komi did not dodge. In her bloodshot eyes, there was no more restraint, only utter despair.

Makoto Ito was stunned.

It seemed they hadn't expected the usually docile and obedient girl to rebel.

He stared intently at Xiaomei's flushed face, watching the tears on her cheeks, and suddenly felt even more irritated.

He hated the way she was.

Because this will only make Makoto Ito more clearly aware of his own cowardice and humiliation.

at this time.

Suddenly, without warning, a ferocious roar resounded from the distant horizon.

The voice didn't sound like the hoarseness of an ordinary zombie.

With pure and utterly brutal power, it slammed into the eardrums of every soldier like a heavy hammer.

On the inner city wall.

The soldiers immediately looked in the direction of the sound, and their pupils shrank instantly, their breaths almost stopping.

From the depths of the horde of corpses, a colossal figure, comparable in size to a heavy truck, slowly emerged from the horde.

It's a tank!

This special infected creature had grayish-black skin like cast iron, bulging muscles like gnarled tree trunks, and a robust physique that exuded an indescribable sense of power.

"Roar!"

Tank's every swing of his arm created a whistling sound.

Instead of rushing into the base, it casually bent down, grabbed the zombies around it, and threw them at the base wall like garbage bags.

boom!

Boom! !

bang bang bang! ! !

Rotting bodies slammed against the base of the wall one after another. In just half a minute, they created a crooked "slope of flesh and blood" amidst the dense horde of corpses, pointing straight to the top of the city wall.

"Oh no! Quickly, defend the wall!"

The commander on the watchtower screamed at the top of his lungs, his voice trembling.

The soldiers below erupted in chaos, and the heavy machine gunners immediately set up their weapons.

The "rat-a-tat-tat" of fire instantly tore through the air, and the bullets hitting the tank sent up tiny sparks, leaving only shallow dents without even breaking the skin.

Tank's cloudy eyes still held only the desire for destruction. With heavy steps, he charged towards the wall, defying the roar of bullets filling the air.

"Quickly, use the howitzers!"

Someone roared as they brought over equipment, but before the cannons could be aimed, the tanks had already charged to the base of the wall.

Its muscular arms suddenly exerted force, and its bluish-black veins bulged like earthworms. It violently charged down the path piled with zombie corpses and actually jumped onto the city wall.

Chapter 43 The Final Countdown, Late-Night Hot Pot!

next second.

"Boom——!!!"

The deafening roar was like thunder exploding in the base.

The cement block at the top of the wall cracked open.

Gravel mixed with steel bars rained down like a storm.

Several soldiers who couldn't retreat in time were hit and fell to the ground in pools of blood with muffled groans.

Tank twisted its thick neck and slammed its head against the wall above.

The wall, already loosened by the horde of corpses, collapsed instantly.

A gap nearly ten meters wide suddenly appeared!

Outside the gap.

The already restless horde of zombies seemed to have found an outlet, roaring as they surged in along the "path" smashed by the tank.

These monsters huddled together in dense clusters, surging over the collapsed walls like a black tide.

"not good!"

"Quickly, stop that big guy!"

"Don't let him break in!"

"Stop them! Don't let them in!"

The soldiers fought and retreated, with barrages of bullets raining down along the horde of corpses.

But the number of zombies was simply too great.

Just as a soldier took down two zombies, a special infected creature—a hunter—approached from behind and bit his neck.