Chapter 621: Chapter 520: Nighttime Slaughter

Upon hearing this, Shen Zheqi’s heart suddenly jumped with tension.

Zuo Xuan could stand here and candidly reveal the entire plan to him.

This only proved one thing, that is, the Longevity Company and the Dream Demon Frog were fully prepared.

They had enough confidence, believing that he couldn’t disrupt their plans, so they told him the truth.

"Zuo Xuan, let me ask you one last time, do you really refuse to help me?"

Zuo Xuan shook his head indifferently. "Can’t help, and no way to help."

As soon as he finished speaking,

several mutant walkers emerged from the darkness of the alley behind, all without exception at the Tier Eight Realm!

"I know you are good at setting traps, a hunter would never recklessly enter unfamiliar territory."

"But in everything, there are exceptions."

From the beginning, purposely showing his face, then drawing Shen Zheqi into this dead-end alley, giving him no time to set traps.

Then throwing out one shocking revelation after another, like hooks, firmly capturing Shen Zheqi’s attention, buying time for the mutant walkers to arrive.

One step led to another, each part tightly connected.

"Zuo Xuan, I am very disappointed in you."

Feeling the footsteps gradually approaching from behind, Shen Zheqi’s expression was complex, but ultimately, all complexity faded, and he became indifferent once more.

The Buddha beads on his wrist started spinning rapidly, radiating a dazzling golden light.

The golden light reflected on Shen Zheqi’s face, making him appear solemn and dignified at this moment.

The next second, Zuo Xuan’s figure suddenly vanished before his eyes.

Without a second thought, Shen Zheqi removed the earth-yellow Buddha bead.

A layer of earth-yellow transparent shell enveloped him.

In an instant, a jet-black fist struck the shield, piercing through in less than a second.

The fist, carrying immense power, hit Shen Zheqi’s body.

The latter was sent flying backward, crashing into the low wall beside the dead-end, cracking it like a spider web.

"Shen Zheqi, do you know how much stronger I’ve become since I stopped being human?"

Zuo Xuan’s figure reappeared, his pupils growing more and more bewitching.

"Why should I go back?"

"Tell me, why should I go back?!"

He walked toward Shen Zheqi step by step, stopping suddenly halfway.

Zuo Xuan looked down at his feet, where something resembling a communicator had appeared.

As Zuo Xuan looked at it, the green light on the communicator flashed on and off, clearly still in connected mode.

Bam!

Zuo Xuan fiercely stomped on it, crushing it into the ground.

"Bah."

Shen Zheqi broke free from the wall, moving his joints while spitting out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

"Tonight is still long."

Shen Zheqi said, looking at Zuo Xuan opposite him and the crowd of Longevity Company’s mutant walkers.

"We still have plenty of time, continue."

...

Chen Yuanshan and Song Wen were sprinting toward the iconic command center of Julu Pass.

This was pre-arranged with Shen Zheqi.

No matter what happened, if Shen Zheqi didn’t return after ten minutes, they would leave and head to the command center at Julu Pass.

Now, ten minutes had passed since Shen Zheqi abruptly left.

In their hands was a communicator identical to the one crushed by Zuo Xuan in the dead-end.

This was an item from Song Wen’s black briefcase, why such a "retro" communicator was in Song Wen’s black briefcase is a topic for later.

As they ran quickly, a burst of messy, piercing noise came from the communicator in Song Wen’s hand.

Following that, the green flashing dot on the communicator turned to red.

Communication had been severed.

"The other communicator has been discovered."

"Legion Commander Shen won’t have any trouble, right?" Song Wen asked urgently.

"This is not the time to think about that, we must reach the command center as soon as possible!" Chen Yuanshan said gravely.

Through the communicator just now, they heard all of the Longevity Company’s plans.

Knowing the importance of this information to Great Xia, Chen Yuanshan didn’t pause even for a moment, heading straight for the command center.

Shen Zheqi had told them that there were still other surviving Great Xia officials at the command center.

At this time, whether they believed it or not, they had no other choice.

Because behind them, mutant walkers from the Longevity Company were already crawling out from sewer manholes, emerging from the darkness, speeding up toward them.

"No, it can’t go on like this!"

Song Wen cried out, gasping a few quick breaths.

"Their realms are all higher than ours, and they are mutant walkers. If they inject some speed-enhancing deformation potion, we have no chance of outrunning them!"

"Xiao Song, do you have any ideas?" Chen Yuanshan asked as he continued running.

Glancing at the increasingly clear outlines of the mutant walkers behind them, Song Wen’s eyes showed a hint of resolve.

Julu Pass, street.

The mutant walkers who had received new task information crawled out of the sewers one by one.

Following the marked direction, they chased after Song Wen and Chen Yuanshan.

The distance between the two sides was rapidly decreasing.

At this moment, the two figures in front suddenly split, running in different directions.

Seeing this, the leading Tier Eight mutant walker snorted coldly.

"Splitting into two teams? I thought it was a clever tactic."

"Do they really think using such a method will shake us off, so naive."

He waved a hand, soon the pursuers behind split into two teams, chasing in the two figures’ directions!

For mutant walkers, the least of their worries is numbers.

Even dividing their forces posed no issue.

As time passed, their distance to the targets shortened, entering the attack range of some mutant walkers.

The next second, different attacks erupted from behind.

The figure pursued by the mutant walkers was inevitably struck, falling to the ground.

When the mutant walkers reached it, all they found was a lifelike paper figure.

On the other side, the leading Tier Eight mutant walker also successfully intercepted Song Wen, carrying a black briefcase.

Hearing his subordinates’ reports, the Tier Eight mutant walker’s face changed drastically, glaring fiercely at the weak Great Xia Spirit Contract Master before him.

"Speak! Where did the person with you run to?"

"Tell me and I might consider sparing your life."

"I’ll tell, I’ll tell!" Song Wen raised his hands in surrender, his tone filled with fear.

Though his gaze was calm, it carried a hint of mockery, as he met the other’s eyes, "But, you must give me some time to think."

"Because I don’t remember which way he ran."