Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

#1857 - Destruction-level disaster

Zhou Chen nodded.

Currently, the two leaders of the Mutte Gang had already been captured, and the black mist within the base had been mostly eliminated during the fierce battle just now.

According to the surrendered players from the City of the Underworld, only Aktu, a deputy leader, remained within the Mutte Gang.

He was a lone tree, unable to support the sky.

It was time to launch a general attack and complete the final cleanup.

"Now that the leader of the Mutte Gang has been captured by us, the morale within the Mutte Gang has collapsed. Let's strike while the iron is hot and completely eliminate the remaining forces within the Mutte Gang."

"Commander Zhou."

The Divine Envoy, Autolia, was still somewhat uneasy. Hearing this, she spoke to advise, "The Mutte Gang is not to be feared, but the black mist aura within its base is strange and unusual, and the game rift is even more so something that cannot be taken lightly. For safety's sake, I suggest giving me an hour to reinforce the outer magic circle of the base to prevent accidents."

The Federation Military immediately began to act, cooperating with the Holy Court to set up and reinforce the outer magic circle outside the Mutte Gang's base.

Just a few minutes after the setup began, a Federation soldier hurried over and whispered a few words in Zhou Chen's ear.

After hearing this, Zhou Chen frowned, and his expression became somewhat strange.

Kleiman cast his gaze towards Zhou Chen, "Commander Zhou, has something happened?"

Zhou Chen smiled, pretending to be relaxed, "It's the people from the Mutte Gang. They probably know that Meng Ruhui is under our control, so they've come to negotiate with us."

Negotiate?

Within the temporary camp, everyone couldn't help but feel strange.

Even the boss of the Mutte Gang had already been captured. They had long been reduced to meat on a chopping board, at the mercy of others. What capital did they have to negotiate with them?

Zhou Chen also had the same thought, nodding and saying, "Bring the person up and let's hear what they have to say."

Soon, a member of the Mutte Gang was brought up under the escort of the Federation.

Zhou Chen looked down at the person from a high position, disdainfully saying, "The Mutte Gang is truly out of people, sending a nobody to pass on a message. You can say whatever you have to say."

The Mutte Gang member had already embraced the belief that he would die when he came, raising his head and saying, "I am here on behalf of the Mutte Gang to negotiate with you. The request is very simple, immediately release our people, all of them!"

Zhou Chen looked at him with interest, asking, "Otherwise?"

"Otherwise, we will completely release the black mist aura imprisoned within the Mutte Gang's holy ground!"

Heh, relying on the remaining black mist aura within the base?

Zhou Chen lost interest in continuing to listen and waved his hand, signaling the subordinates beside him to take the person down.

"Wait! The leader asked me to relay two words to you, 'Demon Seed'."

Hearing this, the Federation players in Zhou Chen's group didn't understand what it was, but the Holy Court members' expressions changed slightly.

"What did you say?!"

A Holy Court Archbishop beside him couldn't help but interrupt, blocking the two soldiers in front of him and questioning, "What did Aktu say?!"

Seeing the Holy Court people so anxious, the gang member's courage suddenly grew even more, threatening, "The deputy leader said, we are all worthless lives, death is death. If you still don't release people, we will release the Demon Seed source of pollution. When the time comes, we will all perish together! It's good to drag a few more people down to be buried with us!"

The Holy Court members' expressions became even more unsightly as they listened.

Zhou Chen realized that the Holy Court members' expressions had changed, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the Holy Court Archbishop, asking, "Archbishop, what is the Demon Seed?"

"It is related to a high-level hidden game world. The pollution has extremely strong infectious capabilities and will bring disastrous effects to ordinary people. If it is really as they say that there is a Demon Seed pollution aura within the Mutte Gang, once the aura spreads out, the pollution will spread among the players, which will be very troublesome."

Zhou Chen frowned tightly, raising his hand to signal to the soldiers beside him.

"Let me go!"

"Release our leader! Otherwise, you will regret it!"

The soldiers on the left and right dragged the shouting Mutte Gang member down.

Zhou Chen had never heard of information related to Demon Seed pollution before, and couldn't help but ask, "May I ask, what level of disaster is Demon Seed pollution?"

The Holy Court Archbishop nodded and said, "It is the highest 3S level, the level of destruction."

Hearing this, the Federation members couldn't help but change color.

The level of destruction.

Equivalent to the level of world annihilation.

A moment of carelessness and the whole world would be destroyed together.

"Everyone, are we still unable to determine whether the Mutte Gang has the ability to release Demon Seed pollution?" Kleiman hesitated for a moment, asking, "Could this statement from the Mutte Gang be a trick to deceive us?"

Immediately, a Federation military officer echoed, "Indeed, the claim of Demon Seed pollution is very abrupt. Previously, there was never any indication that the black mist released from the game rift was related to Demon Seed pollution."

"That makes sense. Demon Seed and pollution are very likely a strategy adopted by the Mutte Gang to delay time! They are bluffing us!"

A military officer continued, "The more they want to delay time, the faster we must be! I suggest taking action immediately and catching them off guard!"

The opinions of the military officers in the military were mostly unified.

They had all never heard of any Demon Seed pollution, believing that the Mutte Gang was just putting on airs.

As for the Holy Court…

The people of the Holy Court often acted mysteriously.

Who knew if it was true or false!

Zhou Chen pressed his hand down, stopping everyone's discussion, and looked at the Divine Envoy Autolia beside him.

"Divine Envoy Autolia, what do you think?"

Divine Envoy Autolia had not participated in the discussion just now. Without saying a word, she frowned and looked towards the depths of the Mutte Gang's base, saying in a deep voice, "I cannot determine whether what they said is true or not, but after the previous change in the black mist, it does indeed have some similarities to pollution. We cannot completely rule out this possibility."

"Then what about before?" A military officer asked, "Divine Envoy, when you came here before, you also participated in the sealing of the magic circle. At that time, did you feel any traces of Demon Seed pollution?"

"I can confirm that more than ten years ago, there was absolutely no Demon Seed pollution here."

Autolia said, "If there are any changes, it would be the anomalies that have occurred in the past ten years or so."

Kleiman was silent.

Originally, he had only come to pursue the escaped Ajin tribe.

First, he encountered the City of the Underworld, then the Mutte Gang, then the black mist, and now there was some Demon Seed pollution?

Ever since Fang Heng appeared, things had become more and more uncontrollable.

He had an extremely strange feeling in his heart.

It seemed that all of this was inextricably linked to Fang Heng!

Zhou Chen hesitated as he listened to the Holy Court's analysis.

The information he had obtained so far was not enough for him to make a judgment.

He needed more information.

The City of the Underworld could not directly contact the outside world.