Chapter 95

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From time to time, people screamed in death, some were cut in half, others were minced into meat paste, or torn into pieces alive. Blood mixed with a large amount of internal organs flew everywhere, and human life became worthless here, with people being slaughtered at any moment.

The skeletal monsters emerging from the front, chained and growing stronger, the massive black shadows that were faintly visible in the thick fog finally revealed their true form with the harsh sound of chains being dragged.

The ghost ship finally revealed a corner of the iceberg in the thick fog, showing a tattered sail. The mournful song was slowly echoing, making the entire underground world seem unreal.

The skeletal monsters and the deformed monsters behind seemed to become more violent due to this eerie soul-soothing song, the red light in their eye sockets becoming increasingly bright.

In just a short time, the number of deaths among the original five to six hundred people exceeded three hundred, and only about two hundred were left alive.

In the dense sea of skeletal and deformed monsters, they were insignificant and would soon be overwhelmed by these monsters.

Now, even if they thought of turning back and fighting their way out, with their current numbers and abilities, it was already impossible. Everyone would be buried here.

Chains flew through the air like living creatures, striking down from time to time, each strike taking a life.

Even those who were stronger than fifth-level Awakened beings could not protect themselves. Many were scattered by these monsters, trapped in a crowd of monsters, and quickly minced into meat paste.

Zhao Xi was one of those scattered by the monsters. All around him were dense skeletal monsters.

His wolf-like right hand had just twisted the neck of a skeletal monster, and with a heavy kick, he sent another skeletal monster flying. A chill ran down his back as a skeletal monster's bayonet pierced through his back.

"Ah—"

Zhao Xi roared, knowing he could not escape death. He burst with all his strength, striking back with a powerful blow. With a loud bang, he unleashed his body's potential, shattering the bones of the skeletal monster that had just stabbed him.

As the skeletal monster was shattered, Zhao Xi let out another scream, his body swaying, and his left leg was severed by a bayonet from another skeletal monster.

Blood gushed from the severed leg, and Zhao Xi lost his balance, falling heavily to the ground. He supported himself with his hands, leaped into the air, and pounced on another skeletal monster, twisting its neck with his wolf claws and killing it, his body hanging on the monster as they both fell.

Immediately, five or six bayonets struck Zhao Xi at once.

Blood splattered everywhere, and Zhao Xi laughed maniacally, trying to turn over. Suddenly, another bayonet struck down heavily, blood gushing like a fountain, and Zhao Xi's maniacal laughter abruptly stopped as his head was severed and rolled to the side.

His body was then chopped into meat paste by the bayonets.

Another fifth-level Awakened being was dead.

No matter how strong they were, they had their limits. Surrounded by a crowd of skeletal monsters, their ultimate fate was death.

Hearing Zhao Xi's final scream and maniacal laughter, the others felt the same sense of despair. If Zhao Xi was dead, when would it be their turn?

In the rear, three deformed monsters, pieced together from humans and giant crocodiles, had already rushed into the crowd, causing blood and flesh to fly wherever they went.

How many more terrifying and frightening things were hidden in the thick fog?

Monsters emerging from all directions became increasingly terrifying. Chains flew through the air, and the ghost ship, with the soul-soothing song, gradually approached. The感应 of the Life Stele among the fighting people became stronger, as if the Life Stele was hidden behind the ghost ship, and they could obtain it by breaking through the ghost ship.

Chu Nan unleashed his Golden Power, kicking a skeletal monster in front of him, sending it flying dozens of meters away, and when it landed, its bones shattered.

Then, he stopped and turned around.

In the thick fog, fewer than two hundred people were still alive. Of the five to six hundred people who entered the underground fissure, more than half were dead.

The remaining people gathered around him. After all, in this desperate situation, Chu Nan had become their only hope. Wherever his golden legs swept, the skeletal monsters shattered and rolled. Even the appearance of chain skeletons could not completely stop Chu Nan.

However, Chu Nan knew his own condition.

After fighting for so long, he felt some fatigue, and the others were panting heavily, more exhausted than he was. Many, including Qin Mu, Han Yushu, and Yang Zheng, the fifth-level Awakened beings, were struggling to continue.

The thick fog in the rear rolled, and countless skeletal monsters and modified humans made it almost impossible to turn back and fight their way out.

Now, the only way for everyone to survive was to fight to the death, break through the ghost ship, and obtain the Life Stele, hoping that the Life Stele would create a miracle and save their lives.

Apart from this, they had no other way out.

Chu Nan understood this, and so did Qin Mu, Fang Xiaobo, Yang Zheng, He Zhiwen, Wu De, and others. None of them were fools.

With their current strength and severely declining stamina, they could no longer fight their way out of the army of skeletons and modified humans. They could only make one last desperate attempt to fight through the thick fog.

"Everyone listen, we can't turn back now. The only hope for survival is to fight to the death and seize the Life Stele. This is our only chance. Those who want to live, follow me forward—" Qin Mu suddenly roared.

"Kill—" Wu De, wielding a hand knife, followed with a roar.

"Follow us—" Yang Zheng, his body shaking with fat, also shouted, opening his mouth and spraying a mist of fat, which he ignited with a lighter, turning it into flames. Instantly, at least a dozen skeletal monsters were engulfed in the fire.

The flames illuminated the area, but the skeletal monsters walked through the fire, attacking Yang Zheng, unaffected by the flames.

These skeletal monsters seemed immune to fire.

Hearing the roars of Qin Mu and others, the others understood. Behind them were countless dense monsters. With their severely declining stamina, it was impossible to fight their way back. Their only hope was to fight to the death, perhaps they could seize the Life Stele. Whether they would be saved after obtaining the Life Stele or if any miracle would occur, no one knew.

But this was their only hope.

"Kill—"

"Go all out—"

"Fight these monsters to the death—"

A series of roars echoed, and the nearly two hundred remaining people suddenly fought with all their might, pushing forward, not even bothering to fight the dense crowd of monsters behind them, or the terrifying legendary ghost ship in front of them.

The desire to survive stimulated everyone to lose their fear of the ghost ship. To live and to fight for a chance, even the ghost ship, they were willing to fight to the death.

Nearly two hundred people suddenly surged forward, creating a massive impact. Immediately, the chain skeletons were pushed back, and Chu Nan, following the crowd, let out a thunderous roar, gathering his strength, and swung his right hand, the dragon-shaped vertebrae bone.

With a "swoosh," he cut two skeletal monsters in half, and the chain struck the vertebrae bone, sparking and rebounding.

The surge of nearly two hundred people caused some chaos among the chain skeletons. Soon, the crowd rushed into the skeletal monsters, and the chain skeletons were pushed to the periphery, surrounding them on all sides.

The bayonet skeletons and modified humans, blocked by the chain skeletons, could not push forward to attack the crowd.

Chu Nan, Qin Mu, Wu De, and others, who were at the forefront, saw the ghost ship up close for the first time.

Chains locked the ghost ship from all sides, pulled by countless skeletal monsters, allowing it to glide through the thick fog. The mournful soul-soothing song had stopped, and the ghost ship stood quietly in front of them, surrounded by chain skeletons.

These skeletons seemed to have gone completely berserk, breaking through to the ghost ship, and a strange roar came from their mouths, attacking from all sides.

As Chu Nan and others approached the ghost ship and looked toward the end of the fog, a sense of despair suddenly rose in their hearts.

On both sides and behind the ghost ship, there was no sign of the Life Stele. All they could see were dense chain skeleton monsters, countless in number. With their current strength and stamina, it was impossible to fight through the endless chain skeletons and reach the end.

"Finished..." Qin Mu's face turned pale, his lips trembling. He knew they were all finished.

Their ultimate fate would be to fight until they were exhausted and then be killed by these skeletal monsters.

Chain skeletons rushed forward madly, trying to stop them from approaching the ghost ship. The attack was too terrifying, with chains manipulated by the skeletal monsters striking the crowd from all sides, and people were constantly falling with screams.

The number of people on all sides was rapidly decreasing.

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