CHAPTER 425: CHAPTER 425: FORCING ME TO WALK

"Damn, what the hell is that!"

Fang Zhou was taken aback and quickly sank down to avoid the sudden assault of the black light.

This black light was thicker than a thigh and brushed past Fang Zhou’s head, emitting a scorched stench as it cut through the air, giving him a strong sense of danger; getting hit once would be no joke.

He hurriedly looked towards the direction from which the black light was shot and saw a tower-like object about three meters high. Its top was forked, holding a transparent orb in which an eye was staring tightly at the airborne Fang Zhou.

Swish!

Bi An quickly flew toward that eye.

That eye also aimed another black light at Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou swiftly exchanged places with Bi An, instantly arriving in front of the object, and with a flash of Xuanyuan Sword, he sliced it in half.

Just as Fang Zhou was about to breathe a sigh of relief, more black lights suddenly shot from various parts of the city, almost dozens of them.

Fang Zhou felt a shiver down his spine and again swapped places with Bi An to dodge the barrage of black lights.

He then quickly dropped from the sky, landing on a rooftop, where the black lights ceased their second wave of attacks.

Apparently, these tower-like eye objects seemed to be the city’s air defense guns, specifically targeting anything that intruded into the airspace.

This gave Fang Zhou a headache; flying at low altitudes would be shot by the anti-aircraft guns, and flying high would attract Hei Long’s attention. It was really difficult, determined to force him to walk on the ground.

However, Fang Zhou would not compromise. Although he couldn’t fly low, he could skim right over the ground, stubbornly avoiding walking on two legs. Let’s see if they come up with ground defense cannons now.

Standing on the rooftop, he scanned the surroundings and found that the city’s terrain had significant height differences, with few level areas, relying entirely on bridges and staircases to connect different parts.

Unable to find clues from the sky, Fang Zhou could only take it step by step, descending from the roof and flying forward along the crisscrossing streets below.

The city exuded a rich sense of history and appeared to be quite ancient and abandoned for a long time, with traces of decay and desolation everywhere.

Upon descending, Fang Zhou noticed numerous signs of past battles everywhere below, with scattered weapons, armor, flags, and many incomplete skeletons, both human and of Exotic Beasts.

Particularly in some narrow alleys piled with bodies, one could imagine the fierce alley battles that once occurred here.

It seemed that right before this city was deserted, it was still embroiled in war, and since no one came to clean up the battlefield after the war ended, the original appearance of the battlefield was preserved.

Apart from the battlefields, Living Corpse Soldiers were roaming around various parts of the city.

These soldiers were similar to those patrolling the city walls, some dragging long axes, others carrying swords and shields, aimlessly wandering around.

When Fang Zhou flew over the streets, these Living Corpse Soldiers detected him, raising their heads to let out hoarse roars and then chasing after him.

Fang Zhou tried to lose these creatures with faster flights, but no matter where he flew, he ran into more wandering Living Corpse Soldiers, who would then join the procession.

Soon enough, a large group of Living Corpse Soldiers was trailing behind Fang Zhou, as if they were fans chasing an idol.

"This won’t do; continuing like this is bound to create a big commotion and attract other monsters."

Fang Zhou searched around, picked a tall tower building, summoned Bi An, and let it fly into one of the tower’s windows.

Immediately, Fang Zhou exchanged places with Bi An, entering the tower in an instant.

The Living Corpse Soldiers chasing Fang Zhou suddenly lost their target, standing around in confusion, aimlessly shrieking.

Inside the tower, Fang Zhou carefully surveyed his surroundings and found himself in an ordinary room.

There was a bed and some furniture, all decayed and worn, collapsing with a gentle touch.

"Boom crash!"

The door was closed, and when Fang Zhou gently pushed it, the whole door fell, shattering on the ground and sending sounds reverberating through the empty tower.

Outside the room was a circular corridor; as Fang Zhou stepped outside, he heard footsteps. A Living Corpse Soldier was drawn by the noise and was approaching.

Before the Living Corpse Soldier could issue a roar to summon others, Fang Zhou had already summoned Xuanyuan Sword and sliced off its head.

The headless Living Corpse Soldier fell backward to the ground with a clatter, the sound echoing in the hollow tower.

Fang Zhou: (*￣︿￣)

The next moment, the entire tower seemed to come alive, with faint sounds emerging from below.

Fang Zhou was near his breaking point — this damned place disallowed high or low altitude flying, and even remaining within a building didn’t guarantee silence.

He only feared creatures on the scale of Hei Long; these Living Corpse Soldiers were like ants to him, not even needing hands to crush them, yet he had to keep evading them, which was simply infuriating.

Fang Zhou directly split Xuanyuan Sword into sixty-four parts, half in front, half behind, and continued expressionlessly flying down the circular corridor.

This tower seemed to be a garrison post, housing numerous Living Corpse Soldiers, which came rushing in droves attracted by Fang Zhou’s disturbance.

But as long as they appeared in front of Fang Zhou, these things were heartlessly pierced by Xuanyuan Sword.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Xuanyuan Sword transformed into beams of golden light, continuously shooting forward, rapidly returning after each shot.

The swarming Living Corpse Soldiers fell like mowed grass, collapsing in swathes, with none able to withstand even half a second.

As Fang Zhou flew, he also took out a gourd to collect the glowing remnants left by these fallen soldiers.

He didn’t know their purpose yet, but gathering them surely couldn’t hurt.

Quickly, Fang Zhou reached the base of the tower, leaving a trail of limbs and disjointed bodies, having cleared out at least hundreds of run-of-the-mill soldiers, leaving the tower empty.

The base of the tower was a spacious circular hall, filled with various decayed military equipment.

The hall had several closed doors, one of which, the tallest, echoed with heavy footsteps, each causing subtle tremors in the floor, as if some colossal creature was nearing.

Fang Zhou summoned all Xuanyuan Swords, aiming them at the door.

"Boom!"

The entire door burst open as a humanoid monster at least four meters tall smashed through, charging forward.

This monster was entirely shrouded in thick armor, its body nearly spherical, wielding a massive axe in its stout arms.

Judging by its attire, it was at least at the level of a Knight.

"Sky Shattering Sword!"

The sixty-four Xuanyuan Swords transformed into golden sword light, rumbling toward the monster.

A continuous blast of thunderous roars followed, and the charging monster, caught off guard, suffered a bombardment, retreating repeatedly, and finally landed on its backside, sprawling out.

As the dust cleared, the monster lay on the ground, its armor bearing countless holes, oozing foul-smelling blood.

Fang Zhou gathered all the Xuanyuan Swords, preparing to strike again when the creature suddenly leapt up from the ground, wielding its giant axe with both hands to strike Fang Zhou down with force.