Dark Ruins Dawn

Chapter 66 Bewitched
Meanwhile, hundreds of kilometers away in the wilderness, Zhuang Fan was in a similarly dire situation.

He was all alone, driving an abandoned car, standing out conspicuously in the wilderness and becoming the most conspicuous target of the zombie horde.

He saw in his rearview mirror a surging gray tide on the horizon, which was tens of thousands of zombies.

On several occasions, he narrowly escaped being surrounded by walkers.

He slammed on the gas and barely managed to break free before the horde of zombies could completely surround him.

Before they had driven very far, another strange moving "forest" appeared ahead.

Tens of thousands of giant tumbleweeds, each over two meters in diameter, rolled aimlessly.

Wherever it went, whether zombies or mutated creatures, they were all swept up and shredded to pieces by the thorns and blades.

They instantly drained away the blood and nutrients.

Zhuang Fan dared not force his way in, so he could only choose to take a detour to avoid it.

Josen, dragged to the back of the car, was only half a body, exuding a strong stench of blood.

This attracted predators circling overhead.

A dozen or so man-eating vultures with wingspans of over five meters followed closely behind the vehicle, constantly swooping down to harass it and tearing at the roof with their sharp talons.

"Bang! Bang!"

Zhuang Fan kept firing back, but the bullets only scattered a few feathers when they hit them.

In the end, all he could do was pick up his rifle and pull the trigger against the chains that bound the body.

"Bang!"

The iron chain snapped instantly.

Through the rearview mirror, he saw that Johnson's body was instantly engulfed by more than a dozen man-eating vultures.

He wasted too much time, and by the time he finally arrived at Harry's temporary camp, two hours had passed.

He quietly got out of the car, used the eerie fog to immobilize four or five sentries, and then slit their throats with a dagger.

The soldiers in the outer camp were already completely drunk, chatting and boasting around the campfire in twos and threes, their vigilance at its lowest.

No one noticed that the eerie fog around them was spreading at an abnormal rate.

Zhuang Fan's figure appeared and disappeared in the mist, perfectly concealing his whereabouts.

Along the way, he quietly planted several time bombs in inconspicuous corners of the camp.

After doing all this, he evaded several rounds of guards and sneaked into the very center of the camp.

But what he saw made his head buzz and his blood rush to his head.

Beside the campfire, several huge kilns were steaming, filling the air with the aroma of meat.

Harry and seven officers sat around a long table, eating roasted meat and chatting boisterously.

At Harry's feet was a tactical mask.

That belongs to Hua Xin.

The iron cage was carelessly discarded to the side, empty except for a few pools of blood and scattered orange and white cat fur.

His promise to Catwoman is gone.

His companions are gone.

He failed to protect his own people.

Watson also lost his only relative.

At this moment, Zhuang Fan lost his mind.

The black mist that he had been suppressing within his body finally broke free of its shackles and surged into his mind in an instant.

The sounds of wailing and roaring, along with murmuring and weeping, filled my ears.

Anger, despair, hatred... all extreme emotions exploded in his mind.

"Bang! Boom!"

He raised his gun and smashed all the fog lights and streetlights in the center of the camp.

Darkness descends.

Thick, dark fog surged from his body, instantly engulfing the center of the camp.

"what happened!"

"Enemy attack!"

The guards outside the arena noticed the unusual situation in the central area and tried to disperse it with fog lights, but to little avail.

In the center of the arena, a continuous stream of dark mist surged out, its density almost reaching pitch black, making it impossible to enter.

Harry was stunned by the sudden turn of events; they could see nothing.

At the same time, the transmitter brought by Zhuang Fan was also completely blocked by the mysterious fog.

"Boom--!"

Outside the camp, all the bombs detonated simultaneously, flames shot into the sky, and the enormous explosions tore through the night.

"Who the hell?" Harry suddenly realized that he couldn't speak at all, and he couldn't move his body even halfway.

A chill ran through him, and he knew something was wrong.

Zhuang Fan slowly emerged from the darkness, freezing each of them in place with a dark mist.

There were no gunshots.

The only sounds were the "splat" of a sharp blade slicing through a throat and the spurting of blood.

One, two, three...

He harvests life in the most primitive way.

In the end, only Harry was left.

"……Who are you?"

Harry finally managed to speak, trying to remain calm.

Zhuang Fan didn't answer, but simply held the blood-stained cleaver to his neck.

"Where is that catwoman?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

Harry calmed down a bit: "So you're in cahoots. How audacious! Do you know the consequences of raiding a camp? Now, let go."

"laugh--!"

There was a crisp sound of bones breaking.

His limbs were twisted outwards in a bizarre manner, as if they had been broken.

"Ahhhh——!"

He was stomped hard on the ground, letting out a series of screams, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

“Say it again, where is she?”

Harry, in his hysterical pain, became even angrier, his face contorted with rage: "Hahaha, you've finished eating! You're too late!"

Zhuang Fan sealed his mouth.

He walked to a kiln, opened the scorching iron door, picked up an iron hook, hooked it around Harry's back, and hung him inside like a roast duck.

Harry finally panicked, no longer daring to be stubborn, pleading with his eyes, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Zhuang Fan looked at him calmly: "You've provoked me time and time again, and today you're paying me back with interest."

Harry was stunned.

He finally recognized the familiar voice.

That wanted criminal with an exorbitant bounty!
"Hmm."

Zhuang Fan ignored what he was saying.

The iron gate was closed, and then the doorknob was twisted into a spiral shape to ensure that no one could open it.

Then he threw more firewood into the furnace.

Harry couldn't make a sound or struggle; he could only watch helplessly as the flames consumed his body.

Zhuang Fan's chest continued to heave violently.

He checked the kitchen and every kiln one by one, but did not find Hua Xin's body.

My heart felt like it had fallen into an abyss, filled with utter despair.

Three guards rushed over and happened to spot him.

"Bang bang bang!"

Zhuang Fan raised his hand and fired three shots, killing them instantly.

Unable to conceal his murderous intent, he was almost completely controlled by the eerie mist within his body, and all he wanted to do was wipe out all life here.

Just then, he felt a slight vibration in his wrist.

It was three encrypted messages sent by Chu Ningyan, which she transmitted to Zhuang Fan via a miniature repeater.

The first message was from three hours ago: "Harry caught Little Catwoman, is something wrong over there? Reply immediately."

The second message was from an hour ago: [I've secretly rescued her. I'll take her back to Linhai City first, and wait for her.]

The third message was sent an hour ago: "Don't be impulsive. There are many people here. Retreat immediately upon receiving the signal. Don't act rashly."

Grey Goose rescued Hua Xin.
Zhuang Fan's body stiffened abruptly, the bloodshot in his eyes gradually faded, and his rationality returned slightly.

A sharp pain shot through his head, and he nearly fell to the ground.

His vision went black again, and it took him a while to recover, but the wailing in his mind never stopped.

The aftereffects this time are more severe than before.
He glanced at the furnace; the fire was raging, and Harry was already beginning to char.

The camp was in complete chaos.

He turned and left, carefully avoiding the guards, and returned to his abandoned car.

He slammed on the gas and sped toward Linhai City.

(End of this chapter)