Knights: The journey of support starting with Faiz

Chapter 271: Coma

A solemn and mysterious voice came from Misora's mouth, completely different from her usual voice.

The golden light, like warm sunlight, dispelled the darkness within Mi Yin's body.

Under the glow, the dark purple patterns of the zombie virus gradually stopped spreading and began to fade away.

Miyin's body stopped convulsing, her breathing gradually became steady, and her complexion regained some color.

She lay quietly in the golden light, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.

Ukiyo Hidetoshi stared in shock at everything that was happening before him. He had never imagined that the seemingly ordinary Misora ​​could hide such a powerful and mysterious force as "160".

"Who are you anyway?"

Ukiyo Hidetoshi asked loudly.

Berna did not respond to his question. The golden light gradually faded, and Misora's body slowly landed.

Her eyes regained their former clarity.

His consciousness faded, his body went limp on the ground, and he fell into a coma.

Looking at the unconscious Misora ​​and Mion, Ukiyo Hidetoshi was momentarily flustered.

He carefully helped the two of them to a bench, his mind filled with doubt.

Misora's identity is clearly not simple. Where does the mysterious power within her come from?

Why did Princess Bernaju of Mars awaken inside her? These questions kept swirling in his mind.

After a while, Misora ​​slowly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were filled with confusion and fear as she saw Hidetoshi Ukiyo staring at her.

She instinctively took a step back and asked in a trembling voice.

"Who...who are you? How did you get here? How...how is Miyin?"

Seeing Misora's terrified expression, Ukiyo Hidetoshi realized that she probably didn't know what had just happened.

He tried to soften his tone.

"Don't be afraid, I am Fushi Eiju. You suddenly fainted just now, and I brought you and Miyin here. Miyin is fine now, she was just too tired and fell asleep."

Misora ​​breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what Ukiyo Hidetoshi said, and turned to look at Mion beside her.

Seeing Miyin's peaceful sleeping face, her heart was filled with worry.

She tried to get up to check on Miyin, but found herself too weak to move.

Seeing Misora's expression, Ukiyo Hidetoshi quickly said something.

"You are very weak right now, so don't move around. I will try to contact a doctor and have them come and examine you."

Misora ​​glanced gratefully at Hidetoshi Ukiyo and nodded.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of rust and engine oil, and dim lights flickered overhead, casting distorted shadows.

Tsumuri's announcement still seemed to echo in his ears, the steel skeleton of the abandoned factory trembled beneath his feet, and the dull thud of metal pipes colliding echoed in the distance.

"Damn it, are they not even giving us time to prepare this time?"

Long clenched his fists and warily looked around.

His voice echoed eerily in the empty factory.

Sento adjusted his non-existent glasses and calmly analyzed the situation.

The number of demonic followers has increased at least threefold compared to the last round, indicating that the game's difficulty is increasing exponentially.

Before the words were finished, dozens of scarlet eyes suddenly lit up in the darkness.

Accompanied by a chilling sound of bones grinding together, twisted figures surged in from all directions.

The demons' limbs were twisted at ergonomically unnatural angles, their sharp nails scraping against the metal floor with a teeth-grinding sound.

"Ready to fight!"

Ukiyo Eiju said in a deep voice, the weapon in his hand already gleaming coldly.

Just as everyone's attention was drawn to the demonic followers, a dark figure swept across the battlefield at an astonishing speed.

Sumida's pupils had turned completely cloudy yellow, and his mouth was stretched into an unbelievable arc, revealing sharp canine teeth.

"Little Golden House, become my companion!"

His voice was so hoarse it didn't sound human.

As soon as Xiao Jinwu turned around, his neck was bitten hard.

"what--!"

The scream abruptly stopped, and dark purple veins spread rapidly from the bite wound.

Within three seconds, Xiao Jinwu's skin turned a sickly grayish-white, and his eyes became empty and ferocious.

"Perfect."

Master Azuma stood in the shadows at points 2 and 3, a cold smile playing on his lips.

He exchanged a knowing glance with Sumida.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

Ryuga roared and tried to rush over, but Sento grabbed him.

"Don't act rashly, something's not right."

Zhan Tu lowered his voice.

"The Taoist priest didn't stop it; instead, it seemed like he was... cooperating?"

I frowned.

“This isn’t like him. That guy may be ruthless, but he would never stoop to such tactics.”

On the other side of the battlefield, Mi Yin knelt on one knee, cold sweat beading on her forehead.

Chapter 272: Divided in Two

The zombie virus within her was still raging, but whenever her consciousness was about to succumb, a warm power would surge forth from within her.

“Bernaju…”

She called softly, the pendant on her chest burning hot.

This is a gift left to her by the mysterious healer from the last round of the competition.

"I will never become a monster."

Miyin gritted her teeth and stood up, drawing a sharp arc with her long sword, cleaving the charging demon in two.

This scene was witnessed by Sumida.

His contorted face suddenly froze, and a flash of insane jealousy appeared in his eyes.

"Why...why are you able to stay conscious?!"

He roared, his voice filled with rage.

"This is not fair!"

Sumida frantically scratched his face, leaving streaks of blood.

　07 "I can't go back... so none of you should expect to have an easy time either!"

His gaze searched the battlefield and finally settled on Jing He, who was rescuing wounded civilians.

That indecisive fool is now facing away from the battlefield, intently bandaging a child's wounds.

"It's you..."

Sumida approached silently on all fours.

Thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters

Jinghe suddenly felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.

His instincts, honed by years of street brawls, allowed him to instinctively sidestep and deliver a spinning kick that whistled through the air, striking the attacker squarely in the chest.

"boom!"

Sumida was sent flying backward, crashing into a pile of rusty mechanical parts.

Metal fragments flew everywhere, reflecting a cold light in the dim light.

The entire battlefield fell silent.

"what's the situation?"

I stared wide-eyed.

"That Jinghe who always loves to lecture actually..."

Ukiyo Hidetoshi raised an eyebrow, a rare look of surprise on his face.

"interesting."

Miyin also stopped what she was doing and stared at the scene in disbelief.

In her memory, Jinghe was always gentle to the point of being weak, but now he seemed like a completely different person.

Sumida climbed out of the ruins, his face still showing astonishment.

"You...how could you..."

Jinghe slowly straightened up, his eyes sharp as knives.

You think a sneak attack will succeed?

His voice was calm, yet it seemed to lower the temperature in the room by several degrees.

"asshole!"

Sumida was completely enraged and pounced again.

His fingernails had turned black and were so sharp they could easily tear through steel.

Jinghe advanced instead of retreating. His right fist slammed heavily into Motian's face with a whistling sound, the sound of his nose breaking clearly audible.

Before the opponent could react, his left fist slammed into his abdomen, and Sumida arched his body like a shrimp.

"This punch was for Little Golden House."

Jinghe's voice was icy cold.

"boom!"

Another uppercut landed, and Sumida's jaw made a sickeningly loud thud.

"This punch is for all those you have hurt."

The fists fell, each strike precisely hitting vital points while avoiding fatal blows.

Jinghe's attack rhythm is nothing short of an art, perfectly controlling the power and angle.

"That's too ruthless..."

I subconsciously touched my face.

A glint of light flashed in Sento's eyes.

"This is not the fighting skill of an ordinary person; he has received professional training."

Sumida was forced to retreat in defeat, eventually crashing into and collapsing an iron frame.

The rusty metal structure collapsed with a crash, kicking up clouds of dust.

Jinghe strode forward and grabbed his collar.

"You think you can win by turning others into zombies?"

Jinghe's voice trembled with anger.