The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Chapter 81 - 81, It’s hard for humans to live - 1

Chapter 81: Chapter 81, It’s hard for humans to live – 1

Little East Auto Repair Shop.

Sister Hong, everything’s packed and ready to go at any moment.” Wang Ke hurriedly approached, his face flushing from nerves and busyness.

Li Yahong glanced at the direction of the residential area and said, “No hurry, let’s wait a bit more.”

Qiangzi walked up from behind and added, “We shouldn’t wait any longer. There are so many zombies; we could also stand still and fight for several days. Let’s just move at once.”

The rest of them turned their gaze to Li Yahong as well.

The current way of human life was to hide from zombies, surviving and waiting for an opportunity.

Avoiding head-on conflict with zombies.

Ordinary zombies were tough to handle, let alone the horde of corpses at hand! The person controlling the Skeletons was not planning to leave, and they had no way to deal with him, but now they still had time to leave on their own.

“Sister Hong, didn’t King Yama say that he wouldn’t need us afterward? Let’s leave here first. I think the odds of holding back the zombies aren’t looking good.” Another man wearing a peaked cap also tried to persuade her.

He seemed older, but still called her ‘Sister Hong’.

Li Yahong kept gazing in the direction of the battle, thought for a moment, and then said, “Let’s watch a bit more. If we leave now, we might lose a source of food. Life would be even tougher then. Let’s wait a bit more. If the zombies are about to win, we’ll take that man and leave together.”

Everyone furrowed their brows, but they said nothing more.

Since Li Yahong wanted to wait, they would wait.

But considering the current number of zombies, and the fact that the battle was attracting new ones, the chances of victory for the Skeleton side seemed slim.

Evacuation seemed inevitable.

They all went downstairs again, continuing to reinforce their vehicles and see what other preparations they could make.

The main battlefield.

The horde of zombies moved like waves, crashing time and time again into the Skeleton ranks.

They pushed and tore at each other, zombies at the back stepping on those in the front, claws flailing as they lunged at their enemies.

The Skeletons also persistently swung their weapons, knocking down or puncturing the zombies charging towards them, killing them in waves.

The ‘Big Guy’ Skeleton swung its arms like pendulums, throwing back the zombies around him.

The Skeleton Dogs and Cats also swiftly ran among the Skeleton ranks, ^dragging zombies into the crowd and biting through their throats and skulls.

The battlefield had extended from the frontlines into the bulk of the Skeleton troops.

The Skeletons in the front were being overwhelmed by zombies.

Through the gaps, one could still see the struggling and fighting Skeletons.

This was not just a horde brought by the ‘Big Head Zombie’, but also zombies attracted by the battling sounds.

The louder the sound, the more the zombies from all around converged on the area.

Wu Heng raised his hand, launching an Acid Splash and a Witchcraft Arrow, then glazed at the residential building in the distance.

All was still over there. Yet, one could make out the ‘Big Head Zombie’ standing behind a window and the common zombies guarding outside the building. The Skeletons were falling too quickly.

This made Wu Heng start to worry.

“Don’t mess this up!”

The conditions on the battlefield force him to modify his plans urgently.

If he continued to drag this out, he could likely face danger as well.

Once he realized this, he immediately drew out his gun and pulled the trigger. Bang-!

Amid the noisy scene, the gunshot sound was still shockingly loud.

After the gunfire, skeletons holding plastic buckets filled with liquid appeared on the edges of the rooftops on both sides, their eye sockets burning with a dull blue flame.

Having a glance at the situation below, they directly threw the buckets from the rooftop.

Boom, boom, boom-!

Plastic buckets smashed into the horde of zombies.

A large number of zombies were knocked over by the impact, and the liquid from the shattered buckets splashed everywhere.

A heavy smell of gasoline immediately filled the air.

Zombies were knocked down, starting to gather towards the two sides of the wall, attempting to climb up along the wall.

Plastic buckets continued to be thrown down, about five or six in total.

Then the Skeletons on the rooftop took out glass bottles stuffed with cloth, ignited them, and the flame lit the cloth up.

They then tossed these bottles to the places where the gasoline buckets had shattered.

Boom- Bang!

The molotov cocktail shattered on the ground, instantly igniting a massive fire. Flames spread rapidly in all directions, billowing up to a height of more than two meters high.

A considerable number of zombies were engulfed by the fire. They struggled and screamed, but they were ultimately swallowed by the flames and turned into ashes.

However, the zombie horde’s attack quickly adapted.

The swarm began to disperse, sidestepping the areas in flames, and continued to charge forward.

The zombies roared, and flames soared into the sky.

Abandoned cars exploded in the blaze one after another, the deafening sound echoing in the ears.

However, the fire did serve as a perfect obstacle.

It caused the horde to scatter. Skeletons crawled out from the pile of corpses and continued to hack at the incoming zombies.

On a distant rooftop.

A burly middle-aged man and a bespectacled man, their bodies rigid, gazed in astonishment at the battle unfolding in the distance.

At first, when they saw the zombies attacking the skeletons, though surprised, they merely thought that two creatures from the underworld were fighting.

It was like watching dogs fighting each other; it would be ideal if both sides could just wipe each other out.

But as they watched, they gradually sensed that something was not right.

The zombie hoard began to divide its forces. Some charged head-on while others climbed or used a ladder to attack the skeletons from within.

This series of maneuvers left the two men dumbfounded.

Zombies were actually using tactics.

At the same time, it further reinforced the idea that the zombies would eventually triumph.

The skeletons were already at a numerical disadvantage, their defeat was only a matter of time.

But when they saw the skeletons on the rooftop throwing down barrels and molotov cocktails, they were hit with an even more significant shock.

“Holy shit! The skeletons have a backup plan!”

The bespectacled man exclaimed.

This was not just a tactic, it was a strategy, right?

Just what on earth was going on?

In the apocalyptic world, the reason humans were still surviving was largely because these zombies lacked intelligence.

Their behavior and modes of attack, were more akin to devolved beasts.

Humans gradually found ways to deal with zombies.

But now, it seems that they had underestimated these creatures’ abilities.

“Able to make their own weapons, these skeletons are somewhat terrifying!” the burly man spoke.

The man in glasses swallowed hard, before continuing, “Can we really survive in this world?”

“Who knows! We should be more cautious. Lets take this information back and warn everyone to beware of these monstrous skeletons.”

“Okay!”

In front of a residential building, behind the zombie horde:

Over twenty zombies, frenzied and restless, guarded the building’s entrance.

From time to time, they were attracted by distant explosions. They roared and quickly quieted down, regaining their posts at the entrance.

Suddenly, a figure slowly appeared in the empty space in front of the hallway. The iron-grey skeleton, half of its body draped in decaying yellow linen, came into view.

The surrounding zombies all paused for a moment.

The next second, they roared angrily and charged.

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With a swing of fist, the first zombie’s head exploded, its body flew backward and knocked down the other zombies behind it.

Bawudong quickly rushed into the hallway.

Two Mutated Dogs, baring their teeth and growling, leaped down from the stairs and lunged.

With a shake of fist, the Mutated Dogs hit the back wall and slid down, paralyzed.

Bawudong quickly arrived in front of a room.

With a thump, he kicked open the room’s door.

His gaze fell on the ‘Big Head Zombie’, who was surrounded by even more zombies at its center..