Survival in the Apocalypse: Max Level Drop Rate with Abundant Resources

Chapter 122 Divine Beast Projection

The horde of zombies is still surging in.

Shen Xi stood atop the mountain of corpses, his Pangu Axe sweeping across, cleaving three ordinary, decaying corpses that lunged at him in half. Black blood spurted, and bits of flesh flew everywhere, but his gaze didn't fall on these small fry. Instead, it pierced through the layers of corpses, looking towards the city's fortifications.

The black mist was still churning, and the eerie blue light of the portal was still flashing, but the number of rotting corpses pouring out of the portal was significantly less than before.

Shen Xi's pupils contracted slightly.

He had no idea how many waves of the zombie horde had surged in. From noon until now, time had lost its meaning in the frenzied slaughter. All he knew was that the corpses beneath his feet had piled up into small mountains, black blood had formed streams on the plain, and the air was completely permeated with the stench of decay and blood.

But fewer and fewer corpses are appearing inside the portal. The zombie horde in the southern district is nearing its limit. In post-apocalyptic survival games, the number of corpses in each wave is fixed. As fewer corpses appear inside the portal, it means that this wave of zombies has finished. Next, as long as all the corpses that have flooded into the city are killed, the southern district's defenses can be held.

But the prerequisite is that you can kill them all.

Shen Xi glanced around. The dark horde of corpses still stretched as far as the eye could see. Ordinary rotting corpses piled up like ants, while elites and leaders mingled among them, swarming in from all directions. Although no new reinforcements were arriving, the number that had already flooded into the fortress was still suffocatingly large.

He himself was standing at the very center of this horde of corpses.

Because of his proactive charge and frenzied killing, the main force of the zombie horde in the southern district was firmly drawn to him. Those rotting corpses that should have been rushing towards the low wall and attacking the defensive line all turned around and surrounded him. More than ten thousand rotting corpses crowded the plain, layer upon layer, completely surrounding him.

He became the most conspicuous target on the entire battlefield.

But precisely because of this, the pressure on the southern defense line decreased dramatically. After General Wang led his more than 10,000 men out, they no longer faced a complete horde of zombies, but rather remnants torn to pieces by Shen Xi. Their casualties were much smaller than expected.

Shen Xi took a deep breath.

Since we've become the target, let's see it through to the end.

He waved his left hand, and the lightning barrier reappeared. But this time, the purple lightning barrier didn't stand in front of the horde of corpses; instead, it formed a perfect circle, enveloping him entirely. With a radius of three meters, it was just enough for him to move around, yet wouldn't allow the rotting corpses to easily break through.

Purple arcs of electricity leaped wildly across the barrier, forming an impenetrable wall of lightning. The charging corpses crashed into this wall, instantly convulsing from the shock, sending plumes of acrid black smoke billowing up. The corpses behind piled on top of the charred bodies in front, only to be pushed forward by those still behind, layer upon layer, forming a charred wall of corpses outside the lightning barrier.

Shen Xi stood in the center of the lightning barrier, looking down at the pale gold badge on his chest.

Kyoto's Glorious Badge.

Epic-tier special equipment, a symbol of supreme honor in Kyoto. Special Effect 5, Kyoto Guardian: Summons a projection of Kyoto's guardian beast to assist in battle. Lasts two minutes, usable once every seven days. Players gain 10% bonus from corpses killed by the projection.

From the moment he received the badge, Shen Xi knew it was one of his trump cards. A two-minute divine beast projection and a 10% kill reward might not sound like much. But if the projection's combat power was terrifying enough, the number of kills within those two minutes would be astronomical. And a 10% astronomical reward was still a huge fortune.

The zombie horde in the southern district had reached its limit; no more new rotting corpses were pouring into the portal. All the corpses were crammed onto the plain, densely packed, layer upon layer—the perfect time for area-of-effect attacks to be most effective. Moreover, his own condition was beginning to decline. Although the wound on his left arm had stopped bleeding, it still throbbed with pain. The claw marks on his back, though not deep, had accumulated and slowed his movements by a fraction of a second. His mental energy was mostly depleted; while skill cooldowns were short, the mental fatigue from continuous use couldn't be eliminated.

it's time.

Shen Xi placed her left hand on the Kyoto Glory Badge.

It was warm to the touch.

The pale gold badge glowed faintly in his palm, like a sleeping heart. He closed his eyes, and his spiritual energy surged into the badge like a tide.

The light on the badge grew brighter and brighter.

From pale gold to gold, from gold to blazing white. The runes engraved on the surface of the emblem began to swirl wildly, faster and faster. An ancient, timeless aura, as if it had traveled from the primordial era, slowly awakened from the depths of the emblem.

Shen Xi's mental energy quickly ran out.

Without the slightest hesitation, he flipped his left hand, and a bottle of energy-restoring potion appeared in his palm. He tilted his head back and drank it down. A pale blue light flowed through his body, and his depleted mental energy rapidly recovered. However, the rate of recovery was far slower than the rate of consumption; it had barely risen a little before being drained again by the badge.

The second bottle. The third bottle. The fourth bottle.

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Shen Xi frantically gulped down the potions like water. His storage space was piled high with hundreds of stamina recovery potions, stockpiled from purchases in Starshine City and the Kyoto Mall. For other players, a single stamina recovery potion might be a precious commodity, saved for the most crucial moments. But for Shen Xi, it was merely a consumable.

Bottle after bottle. His mental energy was being replenished while being frantically drained by the badge. The light on the badge grew increasingly intense, gradually tinged with a pale red from its fiery white, then turning orange-red, and finally golden-red. The ancient aura grew stronger, piercing through the lightning barrier and spreading across the entire battlefield in the southern district.

Outside the lightning barrier, the frantically attacking corpses suddenly stopped moving.

Their eyes were all fixed on the golden-red light in the center of the lightning barrier.

On the southern defense line, General Wang was leading his men to clear away the remaining rotting corpses. After slicing down a level 10 elite with his battle sword, he caught his breath and was about to call on his brothers to continue the advance when he suddenly sensed an indescribable aura spreading across the battlefield.

He raised his head and looked into the depths of the horde of corpses.

Then, he saw a scene he would never forget for the rest of his life.

At the heart of the horde of corpses, the silver-gray figure stood atop a charred, corpse-covered mountain, surrounded by a purple lightning barrier. But now, the barrier's color was being swallowed by another light. A golden-red light surged from Shen Xi's chest, piercing the lightning barrier and soaring into the sky.

Then, the sky suddenly started to burn.

It wasn't flames, but the sky itself that turned the color of flames. The clouds shrouded in black mist were ignited from within by golden-red light, like a giant piece of cotton falling into a furnace.

Then, a drop of flame fell from the sky.

It was very small, only the size of a fist. It trailed a long, thin flame, like a miniature shooting star, falling from the burning sky and landing in the densest part of the horde of corpses.

There was no explosion or roar.

The drop of flame landed on the head of a level 15 elite corpse. Instantly, the corpse's body froze. Starting from the top of its head, its bluish-gray skin turned charred black, then grayish-white, and finally turned to ashes.

Direct annihilation.

Like a piece of paper engulfed by flames, it spread outwards from the center, and the entire body turned into a handful of ashes in less than half a second, scattering in the air.

Then came the second drop, the third drop, the tenth drop, the hundredth drop...

Countless flames descended from the sky.

A golden-red rain of fire enveloped the entire southern battlefield. The flames varied in size, some as large as a washbasin, others as small as a fist, but each drop carried the heat of destruction.

The stench of blood and decay that permeated the battlefield was instantly replaced by the smell of burning.

The lightning barrier surrounding Shen Xi began to crumble in the rain of fire. The moment the barrier disappeared, a towering pillar of fire shot up from beside Shen Xi.

Golden-red flames erupted from the ground, swirling, churning, and roaring, engulfing Shen Xi entirely. The heat of the flames violently distorted the surrounding air, cracked the ground, and instantly turned the rotting corpses that hadn't had time to escape into ashes.

The pillar of fire lasted for three seconds.

Then, it slowly dissipated.

Shen Xi stood still, his silver-gray battle robe shimmering with golden-red light, completely unharmed. But the sky above him was no longer the same sky it had been moments before.

A gigantic figure hovered directly above him.

Its entire body was engulfed in golden-red flames. These were not ordinary flames, but a divine fire so pure it was almost transparent, imbued with an ancient, primordial aura. The flames flowed across its body, outlining an elegant and majestic silhouette. A long neck, a streamlined body, and three long, golden-red plumes extending from its tail feathers, drifting slowly in the sky.

After the figure appeared, it spread its wings, the wingspan of which blotted out the sky, casting its shadow over the entire southern battlefield. Golden-red flames flowed at the tips of its wings, and with each gentle flap of its wings, countless tiny fire feathers fell, turning into a rain of fire that sprinkled down on the earth.

The entire southern battlefield was deathly silent.

Meanwhile, the unseen monarch corpse, who was hiding behind the scenes and controlling the army of corpses, also noticed the situation on Shen Xi's side and hurriedly controlled the army of corpses to move away from Shen Xi.

But it was too late. Although the fiery figure did not move, the tiny fire feathers falling from its body turned into a rain of fire. The horde of corpses had no time to get away and were reduced to piles of ashes under the fire rain.

Meanwhile, General Wang and his men in the distance were stunned into silence, speechless at the horrific sight before them. This scene was beyond their comprehension; the troublesome rotting corpses couldn't even withstand a single round of fire rain.