Virus King - Chapter 119

Chapter 119: Demon Summoning! Chen Yiqiang’s Greed!

TL: YYang

Chen Bai stood atop the slope.

Calling it a slope might be a bit of an overstatement. In Ezhou, there weren’t any towering mountains to speak of. Even the famous Daoist holy mountain, Wudang Mountain, was far removed from this area.

The village surrounded by these small hills was no more than a cluster of cliffs barely reaching a hundred meters high.

But that was already enough.

Lowering his gaze, he observed everything happening below, his eyes narrowing slightly.

It was a small village, with only about twenty or so households in total.

Yet, such an unassuming village held the opportunity for an S-Rank profession transfer.

This was the early days of the apocalypse!

As long as you had a bit of luck and the courage to risk your life in battle, as long as you didn’t die, you were guaranteed to reap exceptional rewards!

In his past life, Chen Bai had proven this himself.

“Chen Yiqiang, this time, things will be different!”

From his vantage point, Chen Bai looked down at the distant black tide slowly approaching the village and smiled faintly.

In his previous life, he had stolen the prize. At the last moment, he killed the final demon boss, snatching the victory right out of the other’s hands!

While the Cosmic Will’s kill judgment was based on overall contribution, landing the final blow still carried significant weight.

This granted him the right to loot the equipment, and back then, Chen Bai had taken the most valuable item—the Demon Hunter’s Profession Scroll—in one fell swoop.

From that moment on, he and Chen Yiqiang had become sworn enemies.

In hindsight, what Chen Bai did could be seen as dishonorable.

But this was the apocalypse, and as always, the law of the jungle prevailed! Besides, Chen Yiqiang wasn’t exactly a saint. Couldn’t Chen Bai’s actions be considered a public service?

Now, standing here again, Chen Bai once more overlooked the chaos and carnage, ready to enjoy this spectacle of combat and slaughter.

“Zhang Long! Report the levels!”

At the entrance to the village, a group of burly men appeared, looking for all the world like a gang of thugs collecting debts.

Chen Yiqiang slowly raised his hand, revealing a long spear in his grip.

This wasn’t some shoddy, crafted weapon but genuine loot from the God and Devil Trial Grounds!

Authentic, high-quality equipment!

A pole weapon like this, even in the gathering points, was highly valuable—second only to long-range weapons like the Zombie Crossbow that Chen Bai had given Wei Shiwei before leaving.

“Boss, the ordinary villagers are only level 3! The ones with tattoos are stronger, at level 5! But those black-robed villagers in the center of the village are already level 7!”

Upon hearing this, Chen Yiqiang drew a sharp breath. However, this was no time to retreat. He raised the spear high in his hand and commanded: “Brothers, form up! Attack!”

“Attack!”

Chen Bai nodded slightly as he watched.

This demon village wasn’t large, and systematically eliminating the enemies one by one would have been challenging.

A military formation like this, reminiscent of ancient battle strategies, made sense. Chen Yiqiang had brought dozens of men—his elite forces, no less. Though there were still many ordinary members outside, assembling a phalanx like this significantly boosted their combat effectiveness.

Most importantly, at this moment, the black-robed villagers at the heart of the demon village were conducting a summoning ritual. Clearly, they were too occupied to deal with the intruders.

As long as the demon was successfully summoned, they believed its overwhelming power would eradicate all invaders!

Villagers would always be villagers!

Even those tainted by demon blood, whose physical attributes had slightly improved, were still not much of a threat. Their combat effectiveness was often inferior to zombies of the same level.

After all, zombie viruses, no matter the time, were among the most terrifying and lethal existences!

These frenzied demon villagers, it seemed, had even forgotten how to use tools!

Fists as massive as sandbags became their only weapons!

In such circumstances, how could they possibly match up to Chen Yiqiang and his ruthless team of evolved fighters, who were already prepared for slaughter?

“Ahhh!”

The screams were piercing and shrill!

In the village of nearly a hundred people, consisting of several dozen households, it took less than an hour for the entire valley—and the demon village within it—to be drenched in blood.

The crimson hue stained the valley, painting it a deep, ominous red.

And yet, the losses on Chen Yiqiang’s side amounted to no more than a handful of casualties! The rest only sustained minor injuries at most.

Chen Bai, observing from the mountain cliff, nodded slightly. It was said that Chen Yiqiang had a military background, even serving in some elite special forces unit before retiring.

No wonder he managed to rise to prominence in the apocalypse, eventually becoming Song Ziqiong’s greatest rival and competitor in Jiangcheng.

Back in the day, their direct competition over control of Qionghai City lasted more than thirty years before a victor finally emerged.

This guy definitely had skills!

Under normal circumstances, wiping out this demon village wouldn’t pose much of a challenge. Even though the remaining nine level 7 villagers were stronger than their peers, they were far from being a real threat.

However, Chen Bai, with the knowledge of his previous life, was well aware that this man who shared his surname—this “Brother Qiang”—was someone driven by both extreme ambition and a penchant for gambling.

Of course, Chen Bai was the same. If he were in Chen Yiqiang’s shoes, he’d make the same call.

“Brother Qiang, it’s done!”

The ground was littered with corpses. The victorious fighters, their faces brimming with bloodlust, turned their eyes to the village center. There, a group of villagers seemed to be sustaining some sort of ritual. Someone began to step forward, but Chen Yiqiang abruptly stopped them.

“Wait!”

“Brother Qiang, what’s wrong? Isn’t your mission to stop the demon’s descent?”

Curious, someone asked. Chen Yiqiang replied with a peculiar grin:

“That’s true, but think about it—if we kill the demon itself, wouldn’t that also count as stopping its descent? Wouldn’t that still complete the mission? And if we manage to kill it, just imagine what rewards we might get!”

At these words, everyone’s eyes lit up, their faces twisting with greed and madness.

The demon villagers’ strength had turned out to be quite pitiful! The demon’s reputation might sound fearsome, but so far, it seemed manageable!

Thus, although a few harbored thoughts of playing it safe, Chen Yiqiang’s decision was clearly not one they could sway.

Meanwhile, standing atop the mountain cliff and overlooking the scene, Chen Bai also broke into a smile.

As expected, Chen Yiqiang made the same decision as in the previous life!

Not even three minutes passed.

Amid the chanting of the villagers cloaked in pitch-black robes, a blood-red light shot into the sky!

Within the teleportation array, a figure emerged—one so familiar it sent chills down Chen Bai’s spine.

A demon!