Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Chapter 2680  Red Line Disaster

”Boom!!!”

With the violent impact, the filament-like structure of the humanoid creature was instantly shattered. In the air, a series of vibrating threads appeared, and within moments, these threads reformed into a human shape.

What the hell?

Fang Hengʼs heart skipped a beat.

The filament-like life form dissipated the force of the punch through this ritualistic method?

Eh?

Almost instantly, the filament life form regained its human form. The threads of its body rapidly twisted and started wrapping around Fang Hengʼs hand!

What kind of monster was this?

Fang Hengʼs heart raced, and with a surge of mental strength, he ignited flames that burned fiercely at the points where the threads were entangling him. He quickly stepped back, and a divine holy sword materialized in his hand. He swung it forward with great force.

”Bang!!!”

The holy power seemed to have a strong restraining effect on the life form. As Fang Hengʼs sword slashed down, the red threads of the creatureʼs body were heavily damaged, black aura emanating from them.

[Hint: The player deals additional holy attribute damage to the fused Disaster life form (elite).]

What?

The fused Disaster?

Fang Heng glanced at the game prompt, his heart sinking. He raised his eyes again and saw a series of red filament life forms emerging from the Nether River, slowly crawling towards him.

One of these was tough enough to deal with, but there were so many?

This was bad.

Fang Heng quickly scanned the surroundings, noticing the gathering Disaster self-exploding creatures closing in from all directions. He cursed inwardly, realizing the situation was getting worse.

At this point, there was no time to absorb the power of the Nether River, let alone hold out.

The intelligence he had gathered today was enough.

At this point, there was no time to absorb the power of the Nether River, let alone hold out.

The intelligence he had gathered today was enough.

Time to make a retreat!

Fang Heng no longer tangled with the red thread-like Disaster creature, quickly stepping into secondary space projection and retreating backward.

The red thread-like creature had strong short-distance explosive abilities but was not good at long-range pursuit. After chasing a few steps forward, it was separated by a large distance from Fang Heng. It then paused for a moment, returned along its original path, and once again disappeared into the Nether River.

Not far away, above the Nether River.

Mu Qingxin watched in the direction Fang Heng had fled, a look of suspicion in her eyes.

She had sensed the same origin seed from Fang Heng.

Who was he?

Which force did he belong to?

And why had he come to the death realm?

Forget it.

Mu Qingxin shook her head and continued to look toward the Nether River.

Proustʼs complete fusion still needed time.

Before that, she just needed to protect the Nether River.

She hoped that guy wouldnʼt come again.

Otherwise...

On the other side, after escaping from the red thread-like life form, Fang Heng quickly summoned a Bone Dragon, flying into the sky. Using the ancient dragonʼs high-speed flight ability, he evaded the Disaster creatures attacking from all sides, flying high into the air toward the Dark Clanʼs front line.

This was troublesome.

Fang Heng thought back to the battle as he flew, deep in thought.

The Disaster creatures were quite strong, not to mention the strange thread-like creatures. It was impossible to absorb and comprehend the strength of the Nether River in that state...

What should he do?

He needed to find a way to deal with the Disaster creatures in advance, but it seemed very difficult to do so at the moment.

Fang Heng lowered his head, lost in thought.

”Whoosh!!”

Not long after returning to the safe zone, a Bone Dragon flew over from the distant high sky, carrying Ji Xiaobo and Kotal. The two of them flew alongside Fang Heng.

”Brother Fang!”

Ji Xiaobo called out and jumped onto the Bone Dragon that Fang Heng was riding, approaching him, ”Brother Fang, howʼs the situation?”

”Hmm, things are not looking good.”

Fang Heng briefly explained the Disaster creatures he had encountered earlier.

Upon hearing this, Ji Xiaobo immediately showed a troubled expression.

Even Brother Fang couldnʼt handle it?

No wonder, if natural disasters were this easy to deal with, why would they be feared by so many factions?

”Now we can only hope that the undead council and the Dark Clan can find a way to deal with the Disasters...”

”Ah, by the way, why donʼt we ask Mr. Qiu? Heʼs been looking for you for the past couple of days, saying that the research report you gave him last time is already ready.”

Qiu Yaokang?

Fang Heng raised an eyebrow. Thatʼs right, during the first encounter with the Disaster, there was a special guidance mission that required him to collect biological samples of the Disaster creatures and give them to Qiu Yaokangʼs research institute.

At that time, after handing over the sample to Qiu Yaokang, there had been no further developments.

It seemed that Qiu Yaokang had found some clues.

Hopefully, he had some good news for him!

Additionally, with a large amount of King of Godsʼ points gained, the transformation plan for the original devouring body, the Licker, should be put on the agenda as well.

”Alright, letʼs go. We need to hurry and find Mr. Qiu.”

...

Zombie Apocalypse central research room.

Under the watchful eyes of numerous high-tier researchers, Qiu Yaokang took out a file.

”The reports are all here. Since you all seem a bit tired, let me give you a brief explanation,” Qiu Yaokang said, turning to Fang Heng. ”Iʼll try to use language you can understand.”

Fang Heng gestured for him to continue.

”To put it simply, we found traces of the Hila virus in the Disaster creatures.”

What?

Fang Heng was stunned as he listened.

Hila virus?

What did that mean?

Was it a virus of the same origin as the one inside his own body?

Did the Disaster also have something to do with the Hila virus?

Thatʼs right!

After Qiu Yaokangʼs reminder, Fang Heng couldnʼt help but lower his head, thinking deeply.

Thinking back now, the appearance of the Hila virus was the result of an accidental explosion when the spawn brought the Disaster bodies to the Zombie Apocalypse world, triggering the zombie virus that would eventually destroy the world.

It made sense that the Disaster was related to the Hila virus.

”Huh?”

Ji Xiaobo was still somewhat confused, while Mo Jiawei seemed to have understood something and immediately asked, ”Genius Qiu, are you saying that the Disaster is a branch of the Hila virus? Are you saying that Mr. Fangʼs zombie creatures could also inherit and fuse the characteristics of the virus body?”

Fang Heng immediately lifted his head upon hearing this.

Could it be? Was that even possible?

Everyone looked at Qiu Yaokang with hopeful expressions.

”Iʼm afraid not,” Qiu Yaokang shook his head and continued to explain, ”To be more precise, the Hila virus is a branch of the Disaster, and what you saw in the death realm is a form of the Disaster.”

Ji Xiaobo scratched his head, thoroughly confused, and asked, ”What does that mean?”

”Let me put it this way,” Qiu Yaokang continued, ”Although it might not be entirely accurate, you can understand it like this. I believe that the Disaster is a special type of virus body. Its main source is the Ouroboros virus. A large portion of the Ouroboros virus can undergo various structural changes, allowing it to quickly adapt to different environments and evolve, which eventually leads to the creation of the Disaster that everyone speaks of.”

”Each world encounters different Disasters. The reason for this is that during the process of evolution and modification, the initial virus body took different paths. Even tiny differences in the beginning can lead to vastly different outcomes after several generations of evolution.”