Vol 6: Chapter 3-2.

O’Connell shouted. “F*ck, so violent… What is this!? It wasn’t near this bloodiness even when I was in Verdun… Evelyn! Get in the center of everyone, don’t look out the window!”

Evelyn waved her hand in protest but still stood in the center of them. The bus slowed down as it drove further and further into the zombies (sounds better than corpse). These zombies were not retarded like the ones in Resident Evil. They kept trying to jump on the car and some of them were hanging by the window.

“Zero, Jie, we will attack the mummies! Everyone else attack the zombies around us! Hurry!” Zheng shouted then opened fired against the incoming mummies.

The sub machine gun wasn’t too effective. It needed over ten shots to destroy a mummy. Before long, the mummies had closed in within ten meters of them. Fortunately the additional firepower from Zero and Jie, especially with the accuracy from Zero, helped them destroy all the mummies before they reached the bus.

The three of them let out a sigh of relief. They turned around to see Lan leading the rest of the group firing at the zombies.

“Secure yourself!” O’Connell shouted when he saw the numbers around the bus lessened. He pushed the gas pedal all the way down. The bus finally drove out of the crowd into an open road.

Jonathan and the Americans celebrated for just a moment before the bus made a turn and an endless sea of zombies were standing across them, at least ten thousand zombies. Even worse was the number of mummies standing by the walls and roofs were in the hundreds.

“Oh my god!” O’Connell was shocked and subconsciously let go of the gas pedal. No one could find the courage to keep driving into them with this much.

Zheng clenched his teeth then said to O’Connell. “Trust me! Drive into them! F*ck, go in at full speed!” He took out the Book of the Dead and started chanting.

O’Connell also clenched his teeth and stepped on the gas pedal. The bus drove into the sea of zombies with resolute. When the mummies closed in on the bus, a whirlwind sent them up the air. This wind grew stronger by the second until it became a tornado. The bus is in the center of this tornado.

The zombies and mummies were sucked in by the tornado. Their weights were so insignificant to this power. In contrast the bus’s weight helped kept them on the ground. Zheng only created a small tornado, otherwise the bus and everyone inside it would have become victims also.

O’Connell shouted in frenzy as he drove forward, crushing numerous zombies. With the addition of Zero and Jie’s shooting, there were not that many zombies left in front of them by the time they drove out from the tornado.

Zheng let out a sigh of relief then felt exhausted, as if the Book of the Dead drained both his blood energy and stamina. This small version tornado still drained all of his blood energy. It was a natural disaster after all.

“Let’s go! To the port!”

On the other end of Cairo, in the inn. Shainaia suddenly said. “Leader, found them… They seized a mini bus and is now driving to the port. The Americans and main characters are also in the bus.”

Shiva (monk) sat in the center of the team with his legs crossed and a golden Dharmachakra (Buddhist symbolism) on his hand. “How did you suddenly find them? Weren’t you unable to do so? Can this be a trap? Or did someone hack into your mental network again and gave you an illusion?”

Shainaia blushed then pondered for a moment. “Leader, I don’t think it’s an illusion this time. Imhotep also appeared… Should we get in contact with him?”

“Not now. We should meet him face to face as a sign of respect… But I am still worried about the psyche force user in their team. If he can modify your detection then he should have a higher mental capacity stat than you but why didn’t he use it to attack us? And his psyche mask (on their location) just suddenly disappeared… He wouldn’t be…”

Shiva showed a sign of surprise. “It shouldn’t be possible. He couldn’t be their Guide? How can anyone reach the second stage of the unlocked mode all by himself? How did that man, Zheng Zha, established himself as the leader? Just with the acceptance of his teammates? Don’t kid me… Is the psyche force user the Guide? How is it possible that someone reached the second stage and the Guide hasn’t disappeared? That’s not possible…”

Shainaia asked. “Leader, what should we do now?”

Shiva paused for a moment. “Of course we have to follow them. Arot, how is your condition?”

In a dark corner of the room, Arot said calmly. “Not that good. The people around became zombies before I had the chance to hunt them. Recovery of my lungs are at 70%. If I have to transform, I can only retain 70% of my normal power but it should be enough for close combat.”

“Then… lets go see them off. Aren’t they hoping to get to the port? Let this path become the path to the Netherworld.”

Zheng’s group wasn’t feeling well. Although the zombies became ashes after getting shot by magical bullets, but they still had normal bodies before then. The ground was filled with blood and ground meat when the bus crushed them. In fact, crushed flesh stuck all over the bottom of the bus. The bloody and rotten smell made Evelyn, Zhuiyu and Liang vomited several times already.

Zheng had recovered some stamina and said to O’Connell. “Faster, drive faster. How much longer till we reach the port?”

O’Connell was heavily stressed and yelled at him with irritation. “F*ck. Stop nagging me! Only three to five more minutes following this road… I believe we can be faster if there are no more zombies!”

Zheng smiled bitterly. He stored a lot of magical bullets in the ring but the ring was only 1.5 cubic meters big after all. Their gun barrels were burning from all the shooting. You could tell how many bullets were consumed. There were less than a half of the bullets left. That was why he wanted to know how much longer they needed.

As he was planning to reload his gun, he felt something and looked toward a tall building. At the same time Yinkong and Zero also looked over there. A half rotten and bald mummy appeared on the top of the building, Imhotep.

“O’Connell! Don’t let the bus flip over!”

Zheng only had time to shout this before Imhotep transformed into a sandstorm. Everyone fired at him without thinking but even the magical bullets looked ineffective against this sandstorm. The bullets went straight through it but the sandstorm had already surrounded the bus.

O’Connell began yelling and held onto the wheel tightly. He stared right at the road in front of him with all his attention. Yet his vision was limited under the sandstorm. He left his safety to everyone else. Though Evelyn’s screams made his shoulder shiver.

The sandstorm came and went fast. It soon gathered together and formed Imhotep but this time with a person on his hand. He was holding one of the Americans. The American was shocked and started screaming. Everyone else could do nothing but look as Imhotep opened that rotten mouth and sucked him dry. Several seconds later, the American became a dried corpse. At the same time Imhotep recovered more of his flesh, and gradually became more human like.

“Cat! Lan, bring the cat out!”

Zheng shouted as he pulled the other American to his back. He fired at Imhotep but the magical bullets were still ineffective. They went straight through his body like normal bullets. Imhotep looked at the bullets holes that recovered instantly then transformed into a sandstorm again, sweeping at them… and that last American behind Zheng.

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