stjorthotic Chapter 193 Entering the Cave, Armored Zombies
Chapter 193 Entering the Cave, Armored Zombies
"This is it." Wang Yong stopped and pointed to the cave entrance.
"Three days ago, those four college students went in through here. Our men went in and never came out again."
Shen Yu walked to the cave entrance, squatted down, and touched the soil on the ground.
A small amount of black, viscous liquid touched my fingertip, emitting a pungent stench.
"It's corpse oil." Shen Yu stood up and pointed to an inconspicuous black mark on the wall at the entrance of the cave.
The mark was only the size of a fingernail, covered by dust, and could not be noticed unless you looked closely.
"The Nine Chrysanthemum Sect's Yin Sha Corpse Refining Array uses the souls of living people and corpse oil to refine zombies. There are three zombies inside, as well as three living team members, in the deepest hall."
Zhao Rui looked in the direction he pointed and indeed saw the small black chrysanthemum.
He instinctively gripped the peach wood sword in his hand, his palms sweating profusely.
"Mr. Shen, I'll go in with you!" Zhao Rui took a deep breath, straightened his back, and said, "I'll cover your retreat. Just let me know if you need anything! I'll protect you, even if it costs me my life!"
Shen Yu glanced at him and nodded: "Stay close to me, don't touch anything, and don't leave my sight."
After saying that, he waved to the armed police officers beside him. The two officers immediately stepped forward and moved the iron plate blocking the entrance to the cave.
A chilly wind suddenly blew out of the cave, carrying a strong smell of blood and mildew.
Zhao Rui shivered, feeling the hairs on his body stand on end.
Despite it being summer with temperatures in the thirties, the cave felt as cold as an icebox.
Shen Yu went in first. Zhao Rui immediately turned on his high-powered flashlight and followed behind him.
The flashlight beam could only illuminate five or six meters in the darkness, and the surroundings were pitch black, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.
Water droplets kept falling from above, making a dripping sound that echoed in the silent cave, making it particularly eerie.
The walls of the air-raid shelter were mottled and peeling, covered with moss and cobwebs.
The ground was covered with ankle-deep sewage, which made a crunching sound when stepped on.
Zhao Rui cautiously looked around, the beam of his flashlight sweeping across every corner, afraid that something might suddenly jump out of the darkness.
After walking about 300 meters, a black aura suddenly surged out from a side path, transforming into several blurry ghostly figures that bared their fangs and claws as they pounced on Zhao Rui.
"Ah!" Zhao Rui was startled and subconsciously raised the peach wood sword, injecting the last bit of yang energy in his body into the sword according to the method Shen Yu had taught him.
The peach wood sword emitted a faint white light and struck the ghostly figure hard.
"Sizzle—"
With a piercing sound, the ghostly figure screamed and turned into a wisp of black smoke, dissipating into the air.
Zhao Rui stood frozen in place, staring at the peach wood sword in his hand, a look of unbelievable surprise on his face. He had actually managed to disperse the Yin spirit!
"Not bad." Shen Yu glanced back at him and said calmly.
"Remember this feeling. Ordinary spirits can be dealt with using yang energy talismans and peach wood swords. Don't be afraid; they fear yang energy more than you do."
"Yes!" Zhao Rui nodded vigorously, his fear dissipating considerably and replaced by a strong sense of accomplishment.
As you continue walking in, you see more bloodstains and signs of a struggle on the ground.
We came to a three-way intersection, and all three roads were dark and seemed to have no end in sight.
Zhao Rui took out a map, frowned, and said, "Mr. Shen, the map only marks the main road; these two side roads aren't marked. Which one should we take?"
Shen Yu closed his eyes, and his divine sense instantly spread out, covering the entire three-kilometer-long air-raid shelter.
Countless forks and branches appeared clearly in his mind, and the situation in every corner was clear at a glance.
"Take the middle path." Shen Yu opened his eyes and pointed to the middle path. "The left is a dead end, and the right has a trap set by the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect."
"Yes!" Zhao Rui immediately put away the map and followed Shen Yu toward the middle road.
After walking about a kilometer along the middle road, a huge underground hall suddenly appeared before us.
The hall is about ten meters high and twenty meters wide, and it was used as a warehouse to store supplies during the War of Resistance against Japan.
The hall was filled with an intense, oppressive aura of yin energy. Black blood splattered all over the walls, and broken equipment and clothing were scattered on the floor.
The smell of blood and decay in the air was dizzying.
Zhao Rui shone his flashlight over and gasped, nearly dropping it.
In a corner of the hall stood three tall figures.
They wore tattered gray military uniforms, likely soldiers who died during the War of Resistance against Japan. Their skin was bluish-black, gleaming coldly like armor, and clung tightly to their bones.
The nails were long and pointed, with a glossy black sheen.
The most terrifying thing is their eyes; they have no pupils, only a murky white, staring blankly ahead.
This is the armored zombie.
Behind the three zombies was a makeshift shelter made of piled stones.
Three team members, dressed in 749th Bureau combat uniforms, huddled inside, their faces pale, lips cracked, and bodies trembling. They gripped their peach wood swords tightly, their eyes filled with despair.
Upon seeing Shen Yu and Zhao Rui, their eyes instantly lit up with hope, but they immediately covered their mouths, afraid to make a sound lest they disturb the zombies in front of them.
"Zhao Rui," Shen Yu said in a low voice, "Go hide behind that pillar on the left and keep watch, protect those three team members. I'll deal with the zombies."
"Yes!" Zhao Rui nodded vigorously, gripped the peach wood sword in his hand, crouched down, and carefully ran behind the cement pillar on the left to hide.
He peered out, his eyes fixed on the movements of the three zombies, his heart pounding so hard it felt like it would leap out of his chest.
Shen Yu took a step forward.
The three zombies immediately sensed the presence of a living person and turned their heads at the same time, their empty eyes looking at Shen Yu.
They let out a low, hoarse roar, like sandpaper rubbing against stone.
The next second, all three zombies moved at the same time.
They were incredibly fast, creating a foul gust of wind, and their enormous fists, carrying immense force, slammed towards Shen Yu's chest.
The ground trembled slightly from their footsteps.
Zhao Rui, hiding behind the pillar, held his breath in fright and gripped the peach wood sword in his hand even tighter.
He could feel the force from that fist; if he were hit, he would probably be turned into mincemeat instantly.
However, Shen Yu stood still, without moving an inch.
He slowly raised his right hand, and a wisp of pale golden spiritual energy gathered at his fingertips. The surrounding yin energy vanished instantly upon encountering the spiritual energy.
Shen Yu flicked it lightly.
The spiritual energy, like a shooting star, streaked through the darkness and struck the three zombies precisely in the chest.
The spiritual energy fell upon the zombies, instantly igniting the cold, yin energy that had accumulated within them for decades.
"roar--!"
The three zombies let out a mournful roar, and in just a few seconds, the three invulnerable armored zombies turned into three piles of black ashes, scattered on the ground, leaving not even bones behind.