After much contemplation, Wang Gangjian devised a compromise. "I will approach the area alone to see exactly what's happening. If the situation becomes perilous, we'll evacuate immediately."
His implication was clear—if the situation wasn't dire, there might be no need to flee. After all, the several hundred members of Black Blade Security Company were most familiar with East Lake City. Starting anew in an unfamiliar place would pose significant challenges. If they could avoid leaving, they would.
Seeing them about to protest, Wang Gangjian cut them off, "I'm a level two Superhuman, physically stronger than any of you. No more discussions are needed."
Wang Yong and the others fell silent. Wang Gangjian took a walkie-talkie and drove a car back into the city. As they watched him leave, Wang Yong, Song Dayi, and Tang Jinchuan felt a deep unease.
Over two hours later, Wang Gangjian arrived just outside the area enshrouded by the mysterious fog. The silence within the fog was eerie; it seemed as if all noise had been swallowed whole.
Logically, if something was drawing these zombies and supernatural creatures into a conflict, there should have been a cacophony of chaos. Why was it so quiet?
The fog churned ominously, resembling a malevolent, man-eating demon. Wang Gangjian, aware of the dangers, did not recklessly enter. Instead, he looked around and stopped at a discarded fire hydrant. He settled down beside it, wrapped his arms around the hydrant, and twisted sharply. A crisp snap echoed as he forcibly unscrewed the hydrant.
Becoming a Superhuman and integrating a Psionic core had not granted Wang Gangjian any particularly strange abilities. Instead, his arms had grown incredibly strong. Since nobody had given a name to his talent, he called it "Strong Arm." After advancing to a second-level Superhuman, his arms had grown even stronger.
Using brute strength to twist off a fire hydrant was not too difficult for him. Wang Gangjian let out a low roar as he unleashed his power, hurling the hydrant forcefully into the fog. The hydrant tore through the mist and crashed to the ground twenty meters away, briefly dispersing the fog.
With the fog momentarily cleared by the impact, Wang Gangjian could finally see the scene within. The area covered by the fog was dim and ghostly, more reminiscent of hell than of the human world.
He was startled to discover that the zombies and supernatural creatures stood motionless, rooted to the spot. Numerous dark swords, formed from condensed black mist, darted back and forth through the air.
With each pass, they pierced the hearts of the undead and extraordinary beings. Those struck down were immediately drained of their vital essence, their corpses withering into desiccated husks.
Wang Gangjian's eyes widened in disbelief. Even in the first year of the zombie apocalypse, when East Lake City had transformed into a veritable purgatory, he had endured.
Yet, the spectacle before him was still profoundly shocking. What had transpired here? And what were these phantom black swords?
Suddenly, his walkie-talkie crackled to life.
"Boss, look up! Quickly, above you!"
Urged by the voice, Wang Gangjian hastily looked overhead. To his astonishment, he saw a figure standing upon a flying sword, looming high above him. The piercing gaze and the daunting aura felt as if an invisible hand were clenched around his throat!
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A memory flashed through Wang Gangjian's mind. That day at the East Lake City bus depot, Tang Jinchuan had been ambushed by a swarm of spiders, including a tremendously powerful mutated spider mother. It was then that a young man wielding a flying sword appeared, slaying the mutated spider mother and indirectly saving them all. The figure before him now, also maneuvering a flying sword and similarly youthful, must be the same person.
Chu Xuan looked down upon Wang Gangjian and spoke indifferently, "Hadn't you left? Why return?"
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