Overpowered Soul Transmigrate In Apocalypse

Chapter 149: EP23: Clearing in the spring ~ (1)

Arnold was yawning lazily, taking care of kids comes with a steel price. Damn, this was somewhat harder than impossible missions. Anyway, the modified soldier could sense death when it is near. Naturally, he yawned lazily because he didn't feel any shivers. No shivers meant that death wasn't near.

Since death wasn't near, there was no need to fear whatsoever. Whatever is happening before him will be taken care of by someone.

Dracula, on the other hand, discharged some divine energy stored in his energy tubes. Traveling through his metallic veins, the divine energy went into his Defense runes. The magical DEF symbol on his outer-shell shone.

Right then, the cracks on the shield healed up and the divine shield occurred to look the same as before. The zombie's previous efforts were rendered useless.

This caused the zombies to howl in anger. Senselessly, Dozens of Gray-Sheen Flesh zombies smashed their bodies onto the divine shield.

Crack! Crack! Crack! The divine shield wasn't crushed, but something surely was crushed because of the super body slam. It was the underlying zombies that were unfortunate enough to be in the way. They got crushed into meat paste. 

A bloody mess was given rise to, covering the divine shield were varying pieces of internal organs and blood. Those who still have not gotten used to the gore turned their eyes away.

Dracula was seriously troubled. The GPS tracker he shares with his master has broken. One second it will show Feng hundreds of kilometers away from him, the next seconds, his master position will change by a vast distance. What was going on?

"Mister Dracula, why are you so anxious?" Chandni who stood beside him asked.

Sitting down on one knee, he gently smiled towards Chandni and patted her head. Calmly, he said, "Oh, it's nothing to worry about."

"Sure." Chandni didn't ask anymore. Dracula was troubled. The divine shield was blocking out the attacks but this situation couldn't last forever, as the divine energy in his energy tubes was running thin. His hands were tied, he couldn't go out to fight the zombies on his own as the divine shield protecting the others will vanish the moment he did such a thing. Once the divine shield vanishes then except him everyone will perish by a single Solar-Blast. That includes Chandni. He could only wait for his master's arrival. But time was running thin as his divine energy was ending.

"Where did Master go?" He muttered in stillness. His mechanical eyes didn't detect the heat signals given off by Feng's body. His master was nowhere to be found in the fog of war. That meant that either his master was far away or he had died. Not even for a single second did Dracula believe that his Master had died. He believed that he is still alive. Though, if he is alive then where was he? Where has he gone too?

The man in question was shifting places between the land and the skies. Clouds dissipated by massive winds that were produced everywhere he appeared. Wherever he appeared, an afterimage was left behind.

His majestical massive wings swung once and he covered a distance of dozens of kilometers. Several seconds later, he appeared in the same place he left his teammates in.

His arrival went unnoticed by every creature wailing and roaring on the land below. Below him, a massive flame spread freely, thousands of zombies encircled a single round shield. Within the shield were his loyal servants and the other mortals.

Standing on the skies, he yawned while glancing at the massive wave of the army. Taping his slim fingers on his deep red-lips, he thought in amusement, "What should I use to end this in an instant. Yeah, that will be good."

Feng's mesmerizing eyes produced a horizontal red shine. He extended his hands forwards as he started castings a high-quality Blood Grand Magic that requires a massive amount of Blood. Ever since the opening of my mystic shop, he had started to obtain a massive amount of blood. Heck, humans had gone crazy over the leaf of annihilation. Especially the armies that are giving their all and fighting against the zombie for the sake of humanity.

Anyways, he found no need to control the limit of his powers. His Blood supply revenue will just increase as time pass by and a new month arrives. He already had ten thousand + liter of blood in storage. That's why he had started to casually use spell-like Demonic Roc wings and other spells that cost a lot of blood.

Feng chant was barely audible yet it worked wonders. When the first line of his chant finished, a Blood-Red small spell matrix was constructed above his hand. Before continuing with the Chant, he forcefully infused all of his Dark Divine energy and Flame energy into the Blood-Red spell matrix.

The Blood-Red Spell Martic changed colors to a shade deeper, darker, and brighter. Feng had excellent control over the use of energies, hence he was able to control the spell matrix from crumbling.

After the two energies were successfully infused with the spell Matrix, Feng chanted the second line of the spell matrix. Along with his chant, the Spell matric evolved into a sixteen-petal lotus flower.

The Lotus petal looked similar to the deep red petals of roses. Without any further delay, Feng chanted the third and the last verse of his army ending Blood Grand Magic.

Along with the last verse, the sixteen rose petals detached from the lotus that floated above his hands. Defying gravity, they floated upwards. The moment these rose petals made contact with the Clouds nearby, they expanded into a very wide symbol.

All of the sixteen petals expanded into wide lotus. These lotuses stretched far and wide until their petals finally connected. The moment they connected, warm tears filled Feng's eyes.

The petals of the lotuses connecting had created a verse in the skies. This verse was written in the demonic language and couldn't be understandable by humans... Just that, Feng understand this verse and this verse reminded him of her and those long-forgotten days. 

Sigh~ His sigh was only uttered, yet it was deafening to the ears of every person inside the Sweet Herbivore City. For no reason whatsoever, as the sigh was heard, the humans of this city felt sadness enriching their hearts. Feng's sadness was felt by everyone.

The zombies turned their faces towards the skies as it was the source of the sigh.

Dracula's glanced at the skies as every zombie was doing that. His eyes opened wide as he witnessed the silhouette of a person which he immediately identified as his master.

"Master!" He said in excitement.

Chandni also followed his gaze and found her master. They both identified that the silhouette was Feng because of the GPS.

All Hail lord Gps.

The others couldn't even see the silhouette as their vision was blinded by the fog of way (Fiery Blaze). 

There, the undead saw what a true demon looks like. Yet, this demon was lost in melancholy. 

"Would it be better if that day we never met? If that day, I would have gone away, our two worlds would have never collided. You would still be alive, Snow..." Feng had remembered his past because of the Verse on the skies, he shouldn't have used this Blood Grand Magic. Sigh~

GAH! Hiss! As if they disdained him for being weak-hearted, the zombies wailed in their unique tones and expressed the contempt they held for the weak hearted. These foolish mongrels just courted death.

Feng tears that were threatening to flow down crystallized. His emotionful eyes turned calm.

Glancing at the mongrels that disturbed him, he snapped his finger to call forth the beginning of their end.

With a single snap, the skies of the entire Sector 2 which was consumed by a single Blood verse lit up in a fiery blaze. The verse that is like crystallized blood blazed due to the flame energy Feng had installed in the Spell matrix.

"Nine Blood songs of flickering lives."

The verses were a mixture of fiery lotuses and their petals. The moment Feng said what he said the fiery lotuses and their petal started to dissipate while excluding a red, dark, and golden fragrance that wafted in the surrounding. 

Feng waved his finger in the air as if playing a song on the zither.

"The first song!" He said. His voice is ancient as if coming from an era way past this timeline.

In the skies, the three types of fragrance mixed to produce thousands of petals. These petals were one of the kind. Three colors, detailing three different meaning. For each race the meaning that these three colors of the petal held was different.

The moment the thousands of three colored petals were created, the verse broke up.

That day, it snowed and we were together.

Today, it rained, only I remained.

Oh, How Live Passes By In The Blink Of An Eye!

"Banquet Of Death!" Feng said in a commanding tone.

Following his command, the thousands of three-colored petals showered all over Sector 2.