Chapter 537: The Living Dead (3)
Chapter 537: The Living Dead (3)
Dozens of zombies had burst through the front of the cabin, congesting the aisles between the seats and grabbing at everything they could with their outstretched arms. All of them sported twisted and gnarly expressions as they stared menacingly at the human beings in the cabin. It was almost as though… the front of the plane had turned into a living hell.
Everyone was running away as quickly as they could.
Qin Ye sighed softly. He wasn’t cold-hearted. Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do to rescue these people.
Being in the spotlight would necessarily give rise to unwanted attention. And if that were the case… then he wouldn’t be able to achieve the purposes for which he had been maintaining a low profile.
The authority of the new Hell didn’t extend to the lands of Hanyang. The one who had authority in these lands… were naturally none other than the former feudal official, Liu Yu, the present Lord of Hanyang.
They couldn’t do a thing about it even if they wanted to.
Clatter… At once, the oxygen masks fell from overhead, and the parachute kit also sprung up from below the seats. Even then, not a single person reached out for these items.
Meanwhile, the zombies snarled and hissed as they charged forward, pouncing on her and dragging her back as quickly as they could.
Whoosh… She happened to glance up as she was dragged past Qin Ye’s aisle. At once, her eyes were filled with a glimmer of hope. Mustering every last bit of strength in her body, she grabbed the armrest and pleaded with great trembling, “Save me… I--... don’t want to die!!!”
Just then, Oda Nobutada turned to Qin Ye and nodded softly, “My Lord, can we finally make a move?”
“Yes.”
The entire cabin had been emptied out. The rest of the living passengers were already gathered at the other cabin, staring through the frosted glass emergency doors at what appeared to be hell on earth. All that remained in this cabin were about a hundred zombies.
The sound of chewing and grinding of bones filled the cabin of death. But as soon as the first zombie’s head exploded, every single other zombie stopped what they were doing and looked over.
Food…
Why… didn’t we see them earlier?
BOOM!!
“How young and fearless.” Two striking spots of netherflames suddenly erupted from within the vortex. Oda Nobutada chuckled hoarsely, “How dare Daeian ghosts act without restraint in the presence of Cathayan Emissaries of Hell?”
Whoosh… A hand congealed out of Yin energy reached out from the vortex of Yin energy.
Just then… Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Countless hands continued to emerge from the swirling vortex. The zombies paused for three full seconds, and then, with a terrified roar, they rushed madly back to the VIP cabin where they had come from!
Scary… How terrifying! Get out of here! This… this thing is the real monster around here!
In a flash, the hands congealed out of Yin energy rushed forward like a swarm of venomous vipers. Heads of zombies would be forcibly split open and explode wherever they passed. Their bodies soon went limp like cotton. Terrified groans and shrieks rang out for a few moments. Meanwhile, Qin Ye sat silently in his seat, listening to the chorus of cries as he furrowed his brows.
Are foreign evil ghosts really that weak?
Thirty seconds later, all traces of the nethergale vanished as abruptly as it had appeared, and Oda Nobutada sat back down on his seat in his human form, “My Lord, the purge is complete.”
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This was his best option. Given his cultivation, he would achieve nothing from rushing headlong into the tide of zombies. He might even end up sacrificing his own life. Thus, he had decided to hole himself up at the front of the plane, hoping and praying that he could hold out until the plane arrived in Hanyang.
The stewards and stewardesses were all gathered back in the lounge, staring at the entrance to the cabin in horror. Several of them held tightly to the crosses that they were wearing, praying hard for the safety of their lives.
“Senior Kim…” One young steward asked softly, “T-there’s still 30 minutes before we arrive in Hanyang… T-the plane has already begun its descent. We’ll be fine… wouldn’t we?”
It’s gone…
How is this possible?!
“How is this--...” He finally straightened up his back and turned around, “The zombies… have vanished?”
“Is it over? Are we safe? We’re saved, aren’t we?!”
There’s neither Yin energy nor true energy, so why did the zombies suddenly vanish?
There’s no way I wouldn’t have sensed any fluctuations of true energy if someone had acted earlier!
“I’m going to go out to have a look.” He took a deep breath and steadied his trembling hands before opening the door slowly, “Even if I knock on the door, asking to be let in, you must never open it for me! Don’t do anything until you get to Hanyang, understand?!”
He opened the door, stepped out, and then promptly shut the door behind him. At once, his pupils shrank in horror.
There were countless corpses littered everywhere.
“That’s right… the best way to purge these zombies is to cut off their heads…” He bit down on his lower lips with great astonishment, “But who exactly was it…”
His heart was still thumping wildly. He was now absolutely certain that all of the zombies were completely dead. Thus, he began to scan the rows of seat in the cabin for any survivors. Just then, his eyes brightened up, and he immediately rushed over.
Even then, he could tell that their chests were still rising and falling with the breaths that they took. They must have fainted! They’re not dead! They’d survived the onslaught of the zombies!
He remembered this man. He was none other than the man with the unusually pale complexion whom he was trying to ‘cure’ earlier.
“And more importantly, did anyone come by earlier?!”