Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Damn it!

It's a spatial ability!

I should have thought of it sooner!

The previous zombies were likely breaking through the city walls in the same way!

Fortunately, the number of zombie creatures teleported through space isn't too high.

It's still within a manageable range!

We can't let the zombie creatures continue to spread!

Roman drew his knight's longsword, instantly imbuing it with a layer of radiant holy light, and slashed it towards a zombie creature to his front right!

"Whoosh!"

Before the sword could land, Roman felt a sudden flutter in his heart, as if struck heavily by an invisible force.

Immediately following that, an indescribable burning sensation erupted from the depths of his body, rapidly spreading throughout his entire being.

He felt as if the blood within him was ignited in an instant, flowing uncontrollably faster!

His blood even felt like it was boiling and burning.

Affected by this, Roman's slashing motion faltered.

"Whoosh!"

A zombie clone beside him swung a claw back, leaving a gash on Roman's body.

"Boss!"

A trusted aide beside him, seeing the perilous situation, quickly kicked the zombie away, shielded Roman behind him, and shouted, "Guild Leader! Are you alright!?"

Roman's forehead was covered in cold sweat as his gaze swept towards a densely packed gathering of zombies below the city wall.

He saw a young man wearing a demon mask standing in a corner beneath the stairs.

That person…

It's him!

Roman was certain that the person was remotely inflicting some kind of special spell on him from behind.

The terrifying thing was that this special attack effect, which caused the blood to boil, was very unique; there was no game notification whatsoever!

He could only watch helplessly as his health slowly decreased!

The sensation of his blood boiling and burning showed no signs of waning, instead intensifying, and he stretched out his finger, pointing far towards Fang Heng's location, "That person!"

The players all looked towards Fang Heng, who was mixed in with the zombie horde below.

It's him!

The player wearing the demon mask!

He was just outside the city walls a moment ago, how did he suddenly appear here!

They clearly knew that Fang Heng was a problem!

But what could they do?

"Don't worry about me!"

As Roman spoke, he retreated a few steps to the side.

Once he avoided Fang Heng's line of sight, the sensation of his blood boiling immediately lessened considerably, and Roman quickly took out a bottle of potion and poured it into his mouth.

It was only him losing his combat power.

It wasn't time to give up yet!

Just hold on for a few more minutes!

Reinforcements would arrive soon.

Jele City absolutely could not be breached!

Relying on the guild's position in Jele City, Faraway Game Corporation monopolized most of the city's mission commissions, earning a large sum of faction contribution points every day.

Conversely, if the city were to be breached and the mission failed…

The massive penalties might even cause their entire game company to collapse!

A layer of cold sweat covered Roman's forehead, slowly sliding down his cheeks.

He didn't even dare to think about it!

Not far away, Fang Heng still used his perception to lock onto Roman's position, his gaze seemingly able to penetrate the thick wall in front of him and focus on Roman.

The Blood Boil skill could still be continuously cast while locked onto the target!

It's just that once Roman left his line of sight, the effect was greatly reduced.

But it didn't matter.

Fang Heng glanced at the battlefield out of the corner of his eye.

Roman could probably rely on chugging potions to stubbornly resist the effects of the 'Blood Boil' skill, but the Imperial guards and player squads beside him were already nearing their limit.

Everyone was holding onto their last sliver of hope.

Hold on!

Hold on for another ten minutes!

The Holy Court's outer support would arrive soon!

In this moment of crisis, the players used up all the potions they had been reluctant to use in the past, all in the hope of delaying and holding on for a little longer.

They forcibly persisted for another five minutes under the attack of the zombie horde, and small black dots could already be seen emerging from the distance on the city walls.

It's the support team!

The first batch of knight support teams from afar had arrived!

Just then, a player hurriedly ran down from the city wall, intending to report something to Roman, but froze when he saw Roman's face.

Roman's face looked absolutely terrifying at this moment, with veins bulging on his face, blood constantly flowing down his facial features, and his hands trembling incessantly.

"Gu, Guild Leader…"

Roman said sternly: "What is it!"

"Guild Leader, it's no longer possible, let's retreat…"

What?

It's no longer possible?

Roman stared intently at the player.

How could it suddenly be no longer possible!?

"What's going on!"

Seeing Roman's murderous gaze, the player shrank his neck and quickly explained: "It's the Lickers, the Lickers have broken through the outer city walls…"

"What!!"

There were guards on the city walls, and magic crystal cannons, how could they not hold on!?

Roman suddenly thought of something and turned his head to look at the other side of the city wall.

It was only now that he realized that the magic crystal cannons on the other side of the city wall had long been lost under the swarm of zombies, completely losing their effectiveness.

With the magic crystal cannons disabled, and a large portion of the guards on the city walls being drawn away by the zombies inside the city, Jele City suddenly lost its means of dealing with the horde of Lickers from the outside.

The Licker horde broke through the outer defense network at an alarming speed, and after approaching the city walls, they all leaped up, rapidly climbing up the city walls, directly breaking into the guards above!

This is bad…

The City Lord of Jele City was directing the defense from above the city walls!

Could it be, could it be that the City Lord he…

Roman raised his head, his gaze piercing through the chaotic battlefield, looking towards the heights of the city walls.

An indescribable sense of unease rapidly spread in his heart.

Immediately following that, a game notification rapidly appeared on his retina.

[Hint: Jele City Lord, Viatris Guilla, has been killed by the undead faction. Due to the player's current mission - Jele City Guardian, the player's team has been deducted 8,000,000 Holy Court contribution points, and the player has been deducted 1,000,000 Holy Court reputation].

The game notification appeared on the retinas of every Faraway Game Corporation player on the battlefield.

The players' morale plummeted to the bottom!

It's over, it's completely over.

The city walls were breached, and even the City Lord was killed…

Roman's eyes gradually became hollow, and the last sliver of hope in his heart shattered like a bubble.

"Guild Leader! Let's go! Give up!!"

The player pulled at Roman, wanting to wake him up, "Guild Leader! There's no time! The Lickers will be down soon, and we'll be surrounded and annihilated!"

"Pfft!!"

Under the attack of anxiety and anger, coupled with the negative effects of the Blood Boil, Roman spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Go!"

Roman knew that the current situation had reached a point of desperation, and he could only cut off his arm to survive, signaling the team to retreat.