My Apocalypse Territory-Chapter 51 Lindong!

In an instant, a fierce wind swept by, slicing against their bodies like knives.

Just one dive from the monstrous bird scrambled the group entirely.

The bald man also fell to the ground, his body marked with uncountable wounds as if it had been slashed haphazardly; his clothes were torn and tattered.

This was a creature that utilized the power of wind, a hundred times more terrifying than he had imagined!

Beside him, the ordinary people had almost all perished, leaving only him and two other Awakeners still alive. However, they were severely injured and powerless to escape from this fearsome Demonized Beast.

The bald man couldn't understand why such a high-level Demonized Beast would appear near the "safe zone" not far from the Sanctuary.

His heart was filled with reluctance.

Surely, he was about to catch a top-grade woman; if he had offered her to the boss, he might have been promoted to the main team, and then...

His eyes bulged round.

Those three people in the distance were unscathed, standing exactly where they were.

Why?

The bird's attack had a wide range, and he saw mottled marks on the ground around those three.

The bald man couldn't comprehend.

At that moment, the monstrous bird also noticed the three standing individuals and dove down again.

This time, the attack was more focused, and the Wind Blade almost solidified into a physical form.

A sense of satisfaction surged within the bald man's heart, but the next moment, his mouth slightly opened.

He saw those three people dodge to a distance at a very high speed, a combination far from ordinary people and weak Awakeners that he had anticipated.

Two of them pulled out handguns and fired repeatedly at the monstrous bird.

"A mere handgun, how could it possibly harm this terrifying Demonized..."

Blood droplets fell from the body of the Demonized Beast.

His eyes widened again, bloodshot; was this beast one of those high-offense, low-defense types?

If he had known earlier, he would not have run away but would have counterattacked directly.

Bang!

On another rooftop, their previously set gunman, in panic, also fired his gun; several bullets hit the Demonized Beast, but this time the monstrous bird was completely unharmed. Instead, one Wind Blade swept the gunman away.

At that moment, Eileen lifted her Magic Wand, sending out Ice Crystals one after another.

The beast was quick yet couldn't entirely evade and got some frost condensed on its wings.

Its speed slowed down...

The bald man was so shocked he couldn't speak.

He saw the ordinary-looking man retract the handguns and draw out a dagger, gripping it with both hands.

What was he planning to do?

Grey Blade's gaze was fixed on the monstrous bird, and as the beast dove down again, he leapt up.

First stepping on the frame of a second-story window, then rapidly running up as if defying gravity along the wall.

Combat Skill: Ghost Step!

His body flickered in and out of sight, and with every step, he appeared several meters away.

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Swoosh!

Grey Blade soared into the air, appearing instantly behind the monstrous bird, the dagger glowing eerily.

Combat Skill: Backstab!

The monstrous bird screeched but couldn't shake off Grey Blade. The Wind Blades formed and struck at Grey Blade.

Even so, Grey Blade seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. each time a Wind Blade approached, he would counter with a slash of his dagger, easily shattering the Wind Blade.

After several attacks, blood sprayed from the monster until it finally crashed to the ground with a thunderous noise.

At this time, Grey Blade's figure appeared not far from the monstrous bird, already back on the ground.

The bald man was in despair.

It was merely an ambush; why did they encounter such a terrifying beast and even more, these people more fearsome than the beast!

Having collected the materials and Source Crystals from their spoils, he then saw that among the people lying on the ground, aside from his group of three, the rest met a gruesome death.

"Tsk."

Tang Yu walked over.

These days, life was really tough; no matter what business one engaged in, there was danger. Ambushes were no exception. These people were a case in point, having suffered due to insufficient reconnaissance of the terrain and environment, no risk assessment, and no crisis warning.

Oh, not quite, they hadn't thoroughly bitten the dust yet. Tang Yu decided to help them finish their last journey.

A bald man looked at Tang Yu approaching, his face cycling through fear, anger, and despair, then suddenly he roared, "Come on, kill me then! Our boss won't let you off!"

"You have a boss?"

The bald man gained some confidence from his words, "The strength of our boss is beyond your imagination. You should know that our organization is the famous Sca…"

He never got to finish his sentence as he felt a liquid with a tinge of blood rising up his throat.

His consciousness slowly blurred, and the bald man faintly heard the words of the young man in front of him.

"…never mind, you all look quite poor, I'm not interested in knowing."

…

Dusk, the setting sun, the sky gradually dressed in a robe of twilight.

After a bumpy journey, they were finally approaching Lindong, and Tang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Only a short stretch remained to Lindong. Here, they could gradually see signs of survivors' activities, occasionally encountering some returning outside.

It was calm along the way now; no one would choose to rob in such a place.

Suddenly, the view ahead opened up, and a towering city wall stretched across the horizon like a black serpent; anyone who saw this sight for the first time would be struck with awe.

Tang Yu was somewhat overwhelmed.

Never mind the quality; this city wall was much more majestic than the small one around the territory.

The territory's wall merely enclosed a villa area and was so short, but this wall stretched endlessly, likely enclosing the entire Lindong County. The magnitude of such construction was astonishing.

Above the wall, a row of soldiers with excellent equipment stood firm at their posts, their gazes surveying the distance.

In front of these soldiers, large-caliber machine guns were mounted on the parapet, their dark muzzles aimed outward, ready to tear any approaching enemy into shreds with a barrage of bullets at the first sign of trouble.

Besides the machine guns, behind the soldiers and at intervals, there were mortars, howitzers, and cannons, their large muzzles pointed toward the distance.

Not just the walls; on the open wasteland outside, several fortresses had been constructed, and Tang Yu could see their dark muzzles sticking out. Occasionally, when a demonized beast approached, flames would burst from these muzzles, swiftly killing the creatures.

Such defensive power was formidable. Ordinary demon tides, which were catastrophic for small sanctuaries, were nothing for Lindong Sanctuary; every day, they eradicated more demonized beasts than in a single demon tide.

It just so happened to be the time when the outdoor survivors were returning.

There were well-equipped fighters, awakening Awakeners emitting a fierce aura, simply dressed scavengers returning from outings, and some outsiders who, after passing through numerous wildernesses, finally reached Lindong and cried tears of joy.

The stream of people began to converge, bringing a rare bustling atmosphere to the apocalypse.

Worthy of a large sanctuary, Tang Yu reflected.

From a distance, a rumbling sound approached, growing louder as Tang Yu looked towards it. He saw a convoy speeding towards them, led by a modified Hummer with a battering ram on the front and steel plating welded to the body; the vehicle was armed to the teeth with two machine guns mounted on top.

Following the Hummer were various other modified vehicles, forming a steel torrent as they approached from afar.

Many survivors revealed envious expressions.

A convoy was undoubtedly a symbol of strength in the apocalypse! Given the high cost of gasoline and the loud noise of vehicles, only those with sufficient wealth and power could afford to assemble a whole convoy.

Some groups were well-equipped, with alloy weapons, shields, and firearms - undoubtedly elite squads. Even these people, looking at this convoy, couldn't help but smile bitterly inside. Before the convoy appeared, they were the envy of other survivors, but with the convoy's arrival, they seemed rather shabby in comparison.

Beep-beep—

The convoy kicked up dust, constantly honking.

Some survivors wanted a closer look at this impressive convoy but didn't expect it to be so bullying; it clearly neared an area crowded with survivors by the sanctuary, yet the convoy showed no signs of slowing down, churning up dust and sand.

Some showed disgust, but dared not say anything, only hastily clearing the way.

"What kind of people are these, so domineering just because they are powerful!"

A young man couldn't stand it and spoke up irritably.

But an older companion by his side looked tense, quickly pulling him back and whispering cautiously, "Are you courting death?"

"What's there to fear? This is Lindong Sanctuary; surely they wouldn't dare to kill someone in front of the military?"

"In the sanctuary, in front of the military, indeed, they wouldn't dare to be too arrogant, but..." the older companion shook his head, "to people like us, unless we don't want to make a living anymore, can we stay in the sanctuary forever? Besides, not every part of the sanctuary is under military watch."

The young man's face turned pale, and he hastily shut his mouth.

"More importantly, do you know which mercenary corps this convoy belongs to?"

The young man shook his head.

Fear flickered in the older survivor's eyes as he said in a trembling voice, "This convoy belongs to the Scarlet Hand, a large mercenary corps. They are the most ruthless and vindictive among all the large mercenary corps."

The young man's face grew even paler.