Slaughter Art might be suppressed by the rules.
But Seraphina Sullivan was different. As a Divine Favored, she wouldn’t be suppressed by Slaughter Art.
They had already witnessed this Ability in Maxim’s Death Arena.
However, the current focus was still the rampaging Aggregation below.
"Move out!" Dustin Sullivan ordered in a low voice. The longsword on his back slid half an inch from its sheath with a clang, its blade humming, ready to strike.
Julian Shaw also began manipulating the Gravity Field, preparing to guide everyone to the best angle and timing for an attack.
At that moment, all the Players gathered there had temporarily reached a consensus.
First, they had to deal with this terrifying aggregated zombie!
However, what Seraphina Sullivan and the others didn’t know was that in other areas of this Zombie Kingdom, similar terrifying scenes were not isolated incidents.
On the other side of the city, near the edge of the former industrial district.
"Holy crap! What the hell is this thing! Victor Sharp! Your Shield better hold! If it gets any thinner, we’re all screwed!"
Nicholas Jensen desperately manipulated a dozen Mobile Dolls, forming a crossfire network. They frantically strafed the tide of zombies that swarmed toward them, seemingly guided by a single will. As he did, he yelled at a stocky young man in front of him who was holding up a heavy Energy Shield.
The young man, Victor Sharp, was drenched in sweat, gritting his teeth to maintain the Energy Shield, which was now covered in cracks.
He was blocking the Heavy Punch Strikes from a slightly smaller, yet equally monstrous, zombie Aggregation that was "assembling" right in front of them.
"I... I can’t hold on much longer! This thing’s Power is terrifying!"
He couldn’t defend against such a terrifying monster on his own.
Nearby, Brandon Barton’s eyes were bloodshot as he continuously activated his [Guaranteed Cutting Blade].
However, every time his attack severed a zombie’s neck, another would immediately take its place.
"Where did this giant thing even come from? How could a monster like this... this city-destroying beast, spawn in this instance!" he exclaimed in confusion.
On a relatively open plaza not far away.
A man with a calm expression, Gordon Chandler, held a strange scepter inlaid with a blue gem, directing several teammates to form a defensive line.
Behind him stood a girl with a unique aura, possessing long, snow-white hair and pure white pupils. Her face was pale, and her body trembled slightly as if under immense pressure.
Heath Summers stood close to the white-haired girl, a look of concern and determination on her face.
"Don’t be afraid, Joy. We’ll protect you. Mr. Chandler and Mr. Sharp are very strong!"
Joy Hughes, the white-haired girl, managed to force a smile.
Her voice was faint. "Thank you... Heath. I’m older than you, yet you’re the one comforting me..."
Joy Hughes knew that because of her special Talent, her body and mind were both fragile, making her a priority for the team to protect.
Heath Summers puffed out her chest with a sense of pride and responsibility.
"I’m strong, so of course I have to protect you! Besides, your Ability is incredibly important to Azure Star and all of us! We can’t let anything happen to you!"
Joy Hughes seemed about to say something, but her body suddenly convulsed, and she froze in place!
Her pure white pupils suddenly lost their focus.
In their place, a bottomless, spectral purple light swirled, filled with what looked like countless fleeting fragments of light and shadow!
Heath Summers’s expression changed.
She immediately understood what was happening.

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