Chapter 289 - Crisis outbreak II

Chapter 289 - Crisis outbreak (II)

Number of Words: 3141 Update Time: 2012-12-31 10: 03: 00

So painful ….

Overhead, the dome lights cast shadows in Klein's eyes. He was like a drunk man, unable to concentrate. However, he could feel that his right hand was gradually becoming numb and cold. There was a chewing sound, followed by a feeling of something tearing, and it transmitted waves of pain to Klein's brain. But the more painful it was, the number it became.

Klein no longer felt any additional pain. It was as if he had returned to his youth. At that time, Klein faced the world of despair and could only anesthetize himself with marijuana and other drugs. Until he met her, Jenne, the former girl, it was she who brought hope and light to Klein's life. It was she who brought Klein back from the abyss of despair.

But at this moment, the laughing Jenne would never laugh again. She was lying beside Klein in at the corner of the stairs, with a living corpse crazily gnawing on her body. Jenny's clothes were torn, revealing the plump peaks beneath. However, the living corpse did not appreciate this. It stretched out its head and bit into Jenny, tearing open the softest part of Jenny's body. It then pulled out the intestines and slowly chewed them.

Jenne looked ahead with empty eyes. Klein didn't know if she was hallucinating or not, but he felt as if she was staring at him.

Just as forward, when Klein wanted to be lazy, Jenny would give him a warning glare like this. Following which, a smile would appear on her face. At this moment, she was the most beautiful.

Apparently, Jenny could no longer smile.

The past, Klein thought, had become very distant, like someone else's story.

I want to sleep. Just as Klein was thinking this, he heard a delicate scream in his ear: "Daddy, push them away!"

Little Fanny!

The helpless image of his daughter suddenly expanded endlessly in Klein's mind. No one knew where this strength came from, but Klein's eyes widened, and he let out a furious roar as he jumped up from the ground. On his body, his left hand had been bitten to half of its bones, but a living corpse was still hanging on. Klein ignored it, looking around for Fanny.

The corridor was full of bodies, most of them the neighbors who had just run down the safe passage with him. However, the safe passage was no longer safe. The zombies that ran in from the exit attacked them. They were just ordinary citizens, how could they be a match for these dead people?

The only ones who were still alive were Klein and Fanny, who was nowhere to be found.

Soon, Klein found his daughter, who was at the top of the stairs. Little Fanny curled up helplessly like a trembling kitten in the winter. Beside her, two living corpses looked at her with interest. From the large amount of saliva left in the mouths of the living corpses, it could be seen that they were very satisfied with the food in front of them.

"Fanny!" Klein let out a loud roar, put his right hand on the head of the live corpse and pushed it away along with half of his arm. He sprinted up the stairs like an angry beast, kicking the nearest live corpse down the stairs. With his other hand, he pulled the collar of the second zombie to the side.

Klein turned around and protected the girl, then let out a mournful cry towards the two living corpses: "Get lost!"

At this moment, he was no longer the gentle accountant, Klein. He was more like a fighter, and also the father who protected his daughter!

The living corpses obviously wouldn't listen obediently, so they pounced on them again. Klein roared, but did not retreat. Instead, he advanced. He rushed at the two living corpses and immediately began to fight with them. Two bodies and one man tumbled down the stairs, and during the fight, Klein, like a madman, bit the neck of one of them.

He bit so hard that his teeth sank deep into the rotting flesh. Klein used his strength to tear off a large chunk of flesh and trachea from the living corpse's neck. The living corpse immediately tilted its head to the side, losing all strength to fight Klein. But at this moment, the other zombie took the opportunity to bite Klein's shoulder.

Klein screamed, grabbed it by the neck, and spun with all his might. The living corpse was swung towards the handrail of the staircase, the vertebrae were immediately broken, and the lower half of the living corpse fell onto the ground. It took Klein all his strength to rip off the dead man who was biting him, but a large chunk of flesh was missing from his shoulder.

Klein, who had turned into a bloody person, gritted his teeth and walked towards his daughter. Fanny, on the stairs, burst into tears at the sight of her father's injury. She stood up and was about to run over when the remaining corpses on the stairs pounced on Klein. This time, Klein did not have the strength to fight them. Soon, Klein was overwhelmed by their shadows.

As Fanny watched, Klein struggled to get out of the pile with his remaining hand. He looked at Fanny and looked at her affectionately. "Darling, run."

Then he used his last bit of strength to grab the living corpse. This way, before he was eaten, little Fanny wouldn't be in any danger. That was Klein's last thought.

Little Fanny seemed to read something in her father's last words. She wiped her eyes and turned to run. From then on, there was no one more naive and naive girl in this world, but instead, there was an extra strong person!

Mad chewing sounds rang out in the corridor, until Klein's body was bitten into pieces by the living corpses. However, the hand that was grabbing onto one of the corpses did not let go for even a second!

In the face of a disaster, ordinary people might not be able to face the enemy like those capable people. However, the power they could muster for their loved one was enough to even move the highest of abilities. It was just like how Klein had sacrificed himself completely for his daughter. There were men who did it for their wives, mothers for their sons, and young children for their elderly parents … Many people chose to give in before despair. However, there were also many who chose to stand up strongly and use their lives to build the final line of defense for their family and friends!

In addition to the few civilians like Klein, there were also warriors like Green who were unwilling to fall.

In the wilderness outside Remter's Line of Defense, Greene stood up straight like an iron tower. The machete in his hands was covered with blood, and at his feet were a few shredded corpses, as well as the butcher's head and body.

Glenn panted heavily. Although he was a level 5 esper, he only had the most basic of abilities. This made him feel weak after killing three of the elite monsters. Even so, Glenn didn't want to withdraw. He just stood there, like a reef in the middle of a tide of living corpses.

A few dazzling flashes appeared in the wilderness, causing more than ten living corpses to fly out at the same time. At the same time, his mind went back to a day twenty years ago.

At that time, fifteen-year-old Green and his parents lived in a small settlement. They didn't have a house, just an easy ride. Every night, the broken cardboard box in the car was Greene's bed. Sleeping on the carton was uncomfortable, but at least it helped keep him out of the wind. On the other hand, Glenn's parents had set up a tent behind the carriage. Their bed was a hard and cold ground.

It was a rough time, but Glenn was happy. No matter how bitter, being able to be together with one's loved ones was a blessing. Who knew how many children were born apart from their loved ones? Life and death, farewell!

But one night, Greene's life was a mess. He could still clearly remember that night. It was very dark, and even the light that glowed faintly red throughout the year seemed to have disappeared. In the middle of a night as black as ink, when Greene was asleep, his father suddenly rushed in and shoved him into a tank in the car without a word. It was their family's drinking water for the whole month, but his father pressed him down, ignoring the fact that the water had been contaminated by the dirt on Glenn's body.

"Glenn, don't come out here," his father said softly. No matter what you hear, don't say anything. Can you promise me that? "

Although the youth did not know what had happened, he still nodded in agreement. Then came a maddening night. Even now, Glenn could still hear the screams of countless people in his dreams.

That night, over a hundred living corpses had been massacred. If Glenn hadn't been hiding in the water, which covered up his scent, he would have become one of those broken corpses in the area.

I can't forget!

Glenn shouted, and with a chop of his machete, he cut off the head of another living corpse. He spun around and rammed his arm across the waist into a living corpse that was rushing towards him. The living corpse was knocked into the air, and it fell back to the ground at Glenn's feet. The cold light flashed again, and the machete stabbed straight into the head of the living corpse. Several drops of the liquid splashed into Glenn's mouth.

The corpse liquid was very bitter, just like that night when the youth walked out of the carriage and saw the unrecognizable state of his heart. Near the carts, Glenn found the bodies of his parents. His father's body had become a mess, but he was pressing down on his mother. His mother could not find any other wound except a bite on her neck.

"Ah!" Glenn shouted again, and then he slashed forward with his sword and cut the head of a living corpse into three pieces. Glenn then stretched out his leg and kicked the dead body three meters away. He gasped, but there were no more living corpses around. On his body, the ground was littered with corpses. Looking at the corpses, Glenn felt like he had gone back to that night. If he had possessed the power he had now back then …

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Glenn's swords dropped to the ground and he let out a series of roars towards the sky. Reality and past, he could no longer tell where he was. Killing intent burst out of Glenn's body like wild horses. Perhaps, his anger would only subside after he had slaughtered all the Corpse Demons in front of him.

Just then, the sharp sound of a metal scraping the ground reached his ears. Glenn lowered his head, and his expression was terrifyingly calm. In Greene's eyes, two butchers were approaching him, their hands or axes or hammers lightly brushing the ground, playing the note of death.

"Damn, I came just in time!" Glenn's two daggers crossed each other and created a spark. He lowered his body, bent and stretched his legs, and then charged towards the two butchers like a tank!