Chapter 1703: It’s Not Just About the Rat Tide
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Everyone, don’t panic. The superhumans will protect you!”
“There are too many people here. Everyone, stay where you are and maintain order as well as your formation. Do not run around casually and cause damage from your huge stampede!”
“The rat tide is nothing special. It’s much weaker than the other beast tides!”
“More superhumans and the Red Dragon Army are rushing over. Hold on for five minutes. Victory is ours!”
The superhumans shouted and charged forward.
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They used surging spirit flames and burning blades to block the tide of rats that were shooting out of the ground.
Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua!
Since the crowd was too dense, hot weapons could easily cause collateral damage.
The superhumans took out cold weapons made of super alloys and monster materials one after another instead. They unleashed three- to five-meter-long battle flames, which formed destructive iron walls that crushed the tide of rats.
Wherever the flames of war went, it acted like a red-hot knife cutting b.u.t.ter. The rat tide was not capable of fighting back, and the rats were immediately blown into pieces.
Many Fierce-toothed Rats were burned into deformed and ugly pieces of coals before they could even scream.
Even if some Fierce-toothed Rats temporarily escaped the attack of the blades and pounced on the superhumans, the superhumans’ spirit shields would often smash them into meat paste in the span of a breath.
Of course, because there were too many Fierce-toothed Rats, many superhumans were trapped in the crowd, unable to rush to the front line for the time being. It would not matter if they hurried to the front line either because they would not dare use thermal weapons to cover the area.
However, there were still some “fish” in the rat tide that escaped their net. They pa.s.sed through the superhumans’ defense line and jumped on the ordinary citizens.
These rat-type monsters had extremely sharp teeth, which functioned like small shovels. When they bit down, they could often bite the shoulders, arms, or calves of ordinary citizens, leaving b.l.o.o.d.y wounds.
“B*stard! Go to h.e.l.l!”
Fortunately, Dragon City’s ordinary citizens were not weak people who could not even truss a chicken.
Many of them could do PowerPoint presentations at work, fight monsters after work, and even stay up all night if necessary. They could even modify PowerPoint slides while they fought fierce monsters.
Although they grimaced in pain, very few of them retreated. They ignored their bleeding wounds and picked up the Fierce-toothed Rats that had climbed onto their bodies before throwing them to the ground heavily. The rats. .h.i.t the ground like meat pies, but that was still not enough to soothe the people’s anger. They even had to step on one of the creatures’ heads until it splattered everywhere.
Just like that, blood washed over the crowd under the rat tide’s impact.
Nevertheless, they maintained the most basic order and did not panic or run away, which would have resulted in all kinds of pushing and trampling injuries. That was often the rat tide’s biggest source of damage.
By now, more superhumans had arrived.
The elite soldiers of the various law enforcement departments were also equipped with tight-fitting sealed suits and power armor.
The strange rat tide had not spread to the next block yet, so it should be extinguished soon.
Everyone was slightly relieved.
At this moment, something bizarre happened!
There was a citizen who was more than two meters tall, with bulging muscles and a camouflage vest. He looked like a veteran, and a Fierce-toothed Rat had just bitten him twice on the arm.
He grabbed the Fierce-toothed Rat indifferently, and with a crack, broke its spine.
The veteran was about to throw the rat’s mangled body to the ground and turn around to deal with another Fierce-toothed Rat when all of a sudden, his face changed dramatically.
His eyes widened, and blood spurted out of his pupils.
As he let out a shrill cry, the blood went through his eyes and spread to the center of his forehead and the top of his head. In just a moment, his face was cut into dozens of pieces. His face was ghastly with bulging veins all over!
Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak!
The strange blood vessels continued to spread downward and soon wrapped around the citizen’s neck.
He seemed to be out of breath as he held his neck with both hands and danced wildly.
It looked like he wanted to take a deep breath.
However, there was something stuck in the depths of his throat aside from white foam that was mixed with scarlet blood spots.
It was a blood-curdling scream.
The whole process lasted for three to five seconds. The muscular citizen’s arm had only been bitten by the Fierce-toothed Rat and the rest of his body was not fatally injured. Yet, he opened his arms and fell to the ground, continuing to spit out the white foam and twitching all over. It was no reaction that a human should have from a rat bite.
“How could this be?”
The surrounding townsfolk were shocked.
They saw the wounds on the fallen townsfolk’s arm, which the Fierce-toothed Rat had torn open. The wounds bulged at a speed visible to the naked eye and began to fester from the inside out. Soon, half of his arm turned purplish-black and swelled up. There was also shiny, sticky black liquid seeping out of his pores.
“He’s been poisoned!”
“These Fierce-toothed Rats are highly toxic!”
Generally speaking, rat-type monsters rarely carried lethal poison.
That was because they had always relied on their numbers to win, and all their spirit energy was used to increase their fertility. There was no need to waste precious energy to grow organs that were similar to poison glands.
Even if the rat tide could spread the plague, it would still take a long time to take effect. It was impossible for someone to be poisoned to death on the spot.
Despite the confusion in their hearts, there were still many enthusiastic citizens who wanted to step forward to help.
Unexpectedly, the poisoned citizen who fell to the ground suddenly opened his eyes wide. It looked as though his two bloodshot and swollen eyeb.a.l.l.s were about to jump out of his eye sockets.
Cracking sounds could be heard coming from his mouth as if his jaw had been shattered by a strange force. That enabled his mouth to open a hundred and eighty degrees like a snake. Then, a large number of b.l.o.o.d.y granulations that resembled tentacles surged out of his b.l.o.o.d.y mouth.
It was followed by more cracking sounds from the poisoned citizen’s body.
He seemed to be pulled by an invisible string, and for no reason, he stood up stiffly.
As the b.l.o.o.d.y tentacles from his b.l.o.o.d.y mouth danced crazily, his bloodshot eyes, which had suddenly popped out, were gradually filled with the desire to kill and devour.
He squeaked and hissed behind those blood-red tentacles as he pounced on the enthusiastic citizens who were about to help him.
“Zombie!”
“Zombie!”
“He’s turned into a zombie!”
“The Fierce-toothed Rat is carrying a zombie virus that turns a human into a zombie very quickly!”
The ordinary citizens who saw the scene gasped.
Those dark memories that were unbearable to recall surfaced in their minds once again. The fear of being ravaged by the zombie virus once again wrapped around their central nervous system.