Chapter 1300 - No Route of Retreat

Chapter 1300: No Route of Retreat

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“No, we beg you, don’t leave! Take pity and save us!”
“Qiaoqiao, let’s go.” Duan Yue tugged her along, and the entire party bolted full speed ahead in the corridor.
They advanced at least three times faster than when they had come. However, when they saw the mouth of the well above them not far away…
A bright light suddenly flashed.
Duan Yue’s heart jolted, and just as he reached out to grab Qiao Mu, Mo Lian had pressed her down to the floor and bellowed, “Get down.”
*Boom!* A huge boom resounded in the narrow corridor.
The blast instantly made everyone’s ears buzz, and their faces turned pale.
Someone had blasted the mouth of the well!
Crumbling debris showered down, tightly sealing up half of the corridor.
If they hadn’t retreated several dozen meters after getting up again, some of them might have been buried alive.
“D*mn it!” A viciousness flitted across Eldest Young Sir Qin’s eyes.
The huge blast attracted a portion of the zombies outside. However, because of the narrow corridor, it was not possible for the zombies to pass through in large numbers.
They would deal with each one as it came.
Qiao Mu looked gravely at the zombies blocking up the corridor. “Duan Yue.”
“Okay, I’ll use firearms!” Previously, he was afraid that using a destructive firearm would make the corridor collapse, but since it had already happened, another explosion wouldn’t matter.
Duan Yue pulled out a brightly-shining emerald-green bead from his sleeve before abruptly flicking it into the air. Then, he retrieved a jade-green bamboo tube from his waist and opened the lid before sucking the emerald-green bead into it.
“Retreat backwards.” At Mo Lian’s order, everyone retreated backwards together.
Meanwhile, Duan Yue twisted open the mechanism at the end of the bamboo tube and pressed lightly. A green light promptly surged!
After a light shot out and landed at the zombies’ feet outside, this triggered a series of explosions and subsequently a sea of flames.
Qiao Mu’s eyes lit up. She dug around in her inner world and also pulled out a small box, taking out the Jade Heavenly Thunder that she had confiscated earlier.
“Wait, use it in the middle of the zombie pack later.” Duan Yue winked at her before brandishing his hand. “It looks like we have no route of retreat! We’ll fight our way out. There must be an exit behind this plaza.”
Everyone gritted their teeth and charged out with him.
Due to the Jade Heavenly Thunder’s might, one side of the round base had been plunged into a sea of flames, with many zombies struggling and howling inside.
But the fire also affected the people on the sculpture.
The low and intermediate-level mystic cultivators resisting the zombie army on the round base were still okay, but the rising temperatures were a bit torturous for the people hugging the bronze sculpture.
That bronze sculpture was like a slowly heating iron. The burning metal made people pull their hands away without thinking, which caused them to fall down and end up as the zombies’ feast.
Most of the people were confined to the sculpture like tangled hemp, and they wailed painfully.
Mountains and seas of corpses were down below. All the zombies raised their contorted arms up high to drag those normal people down from the sculpture.
Qiao Mu let out Qingluan, who skewered several hundred zombies with a spray of ice.
But even with icicles piercing through their bodies or heads, most of them still moved freely.
They waddled toward Qiao Mu in a run and lunged at her.
Just as Qingluan flapped its wings to fly up, a thick, billowing fog assaulted it.