637 The Helpless City (1/2)

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Northern Gate, the crowd was tiny like sand, pushing their way toward the inner walls slowly. However, the black tide had already arrived.

Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of people, death was lingering in every corner, as destruction like that of an apocalypse descended!

In the past, the people standing on the walls would see the city as a flourishing scene of prosperity. Even though it was not as colorful and luxurious as Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou, the unique atmosphere of the city after the history it had gone through was somewhat attractive. Every brick and tile had its own touching story...

Now, the black storms consisted of the savage undead. The scene of an apocalypse was looming right over the city, crushing the life and buildings into nothing!

Cries and screams filled the cold air, each full of despair!

The zombies, phantoms, and skeletons came in like a tsunami. Both the land and the buildings crumbled, while the sky and clouds lost their usual color!

No one knew the number of people that had failed to reach the inner city safely. However, the sight of the crowded inner city, with so many people in tears while uttering cries of despair was enough to imply that there were still countless people out there...

The inner city gradually fell silent.

No one had the energy or mood to ask around for information about their close ones. The overwhelming calamity had crushed their dignity, integrity, and questioning!

It was Heaven's will to destroy the city. Once the city was destroyed, it would then lead them into utter destruction!

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The streets were fully crowded with people. Vehicles were no longer allowed to occupy their usual spots. The people curled up in the corners, crying tears of despair and hiding their heads between their legs. They were clueless whether they should wait patiently for their death, or continue to pray so they could survive the calamity.

Even the expected noise such a huge crowd would normally make was no longer present. The majority of the people already had their souls crushed by the calamity, leaving only empty shells behind.

More tears were shed than the raindrops. The chill in their hearts was stronger than the cold of winter. No one could care less about their personal gain or loss, or if they could stay in spots that were slightly cozier. After all, they had no chance of escaping from the fate of being devoured by the ocean of undead. Perhaps everyone had already fallen into the kingdom of the dead, where humans appeared to be so petty and miniscule.

Zhang Xiaohou kept on taking deep breaths and clenching his fists as he weaved through the crowd on the streets full of people.

Useless, he was so useless!

He had seen the people of Black Vatican planning something close to the Ancient Capital so much earlier, yet why did he not suspect that they were plotting to invoke such a disaster?

Most importantly, he had already heard that Great Deacon Hu Jin's voice, yet why could he not remember who the person was!?

If they were able to deal with the Black Vatican earlier, they could have avoided this disaster!

The people on the streets were stacked together regardless of age or gender. Everyone had a blank face, not because of the apocalypse surrounding the tiny inner city, but because of the memories of their families and friends being devoured by the undead, robbing them of the motivation to live further.

To many people, even the death of someone close to them was seen as the apocalypse, let alone when they were left all alone in this world.

”What is it?” asked Su Xiaoluo, when she saw Zhang Xiaohou's eyes reddening.

Zhang Xiaohou wiped his wet eyes and inhaled a mouthful of the sour air before he said, ”The year we graduated from high school, when our Bo City was turned into rivers of blood, I told myself that I would not let anything like this happen again. I must become stronger, strong enough to destroy anything that would bring despair to mankind… but after all these years, the same thing is happening again; more people are dead, more Magicians have been sacrificed, and I'm still the same as the old me, unable to do anything. I can only watch it all happen, like a useless piece of trash.”