Chapter 746: Those Who Have Fallen and Those About to Fall

This was the closest everyone had come to death.

The losses from this battle were devastating.

Chen Ye's Hatred was destroyed, leaving nothing but a handle behind.

The Monster Pickup Truck was completely out of commission, utterly unable to move now.

What's more, the Monster Pickup Truck was now covered in blooming flowers.

Removing those flowers, as things stood, would prove to be an extremely troublesome affair.

The number of superhuman deaths far exceeded earlier estimates.

They had originally thought that with so many superhumans dealing with Xu Wan, especially with powerful Sequence 4s like Sun Xixi and Jiang Rou present, victory would come easily. Yet no sooner had they finished off Xu Wan than a Number Two appeared.

And in the end, even Xu Wan hadn't been completely killed.

Number Two's strength far exceeded everyone's expectations.

At one point, it had driven everyone into a corner with no way out.

The Knife Sharpener—Ye, had fallen!

Only that blade, sharing the same name as Jiang Rou's, remained where he had stood.

Perhaps there was some connection between those two identically-named blades.

But the Knife Sharpener would never have the chance to find out.

Athlete Sequence—Xu Linhao, had fallen!

Perhaps it was just a casual flick of Number Two's finger.

His death came in utter silence.

The Athlete Sequence wasn't weak; a Sequence 3 like him would be a core fighter in most convoys.

Yet in this battle, he fell without a sound.

Just like most humans after the apocalypse.

Perhaps he had always wanted a thrilling departure—fighting until his strength gave out, then closing his eyes in satisfaction.

But Number Two was too strong. So strong that even when he wanted to give everything he had, he still couldn't withstand a single gentle flick from Number Two.

Their respective convoys had been attacked by anomalies during their migrations, or while leaving the Oasis.

Afterward, they gathered their surviving members and formed a new convoy called the "Apocalypse Rhapsodists."

According to Xu Linhao, the name was chosen mainly because they all wanted to survive.

That's why they called themselves Rhapsodists.

In the apocalypse, actually attempting to survive? That was undoubtedly the maddest idea of all.

At this point, both Sequence 3s of the "Apocalypse Rhapsodists" had fallen.

Counting that young girl Ge Ling who died earlier.

The Apocalypse Rhapsodists Convoy was thoroughly crippled now, with only a few stragglers remaining.

This convoy's eventual fate would most likely be absorption into another convoy.

Ye and Xu Linhao's bodies lay sprawled on the beach.

Flowers had long since buried both of them completely.

Those delicate, vibrant blossoms swayed in the sea breeze, much like their brilliant and blazing lives had been.

Number One of the Skeleton Convoy—had fallen!

This short-haired young woman never had much to say, always wearing a cold expression toward everyone she looked at.

Actually, Chu Che hadn't really planned to invite Number One in the first place; he'd just figured he'd ask casually.

Come or not, either was fine.

After all, Chu Che had already invited plenty of other powerful fighters.

Yet the young woman had agreed without any hesitation.

The Skeleton Convoy had been nearly wiped out during the sea anomalies coming ashore.

Only Number One had survived.

No one knew what their convoy had gone through back then.

After Number One returned, she became even more withdrawn than before.

Perhaps she was blaming herself too, for failing to take care of the other convoy members.

She was the strongest in the convoy, and the entire weight of the convoy's survival had been pressed onto this young girl's slender shoulders.

If it weren't for the apocalypse, she might still have been studying in an ivory tower.

She had originally believed that with her strength and that bow, she could protect the convoy until at least a second Sequence 2 or Sequence 3 emerged.

By then, the Skeleton Convoy's survival capability would have improved dramatically.

And then, the Skeleton Convoy would finally be fine! No longer a spineless convoy begging for survival everywhere it went.

But the Skeleton Convoy would never see that second Sequence 3.

In the past, because of her existence, the convoy members had always been full of hope for the future.

But now...

The last seed left by that special convoy, the Skeleton Convoy, had at this moment... fallen!!!

From this point on, the Skeleton Convoy... truly had no living members left.

Perhaps Number One had already foreseen this ending before she came.

Carrying the burden of everyone else's hope to survive all by herself—it was simply too heavy.

She was too tired.

Perhaps other convoys calling themselves the Skeleton Convoy would appear in the future.

But they would never be the same Skeleton Convoy from before.

The flowers blooming on Number One's body were different from all the others.

They were clusters of small white and yellow blossoms, not blooming fiercely at all.

Under the sea breeze, they swayed gently, so gently, with an elegant grace.

There was even a relaxed, tranquil fragrance carried along by the sea wind.

But those who caught its scent would fall silent.

Song Wei, Senior Observer of the Silent Council!

This square-faced man was said to belong to the Gunsmith Sequence.

The gun in his hand was said to have hunted down high-ranking anomalies before.

Yet unexpectedly, just as he was preparing for a lethal strike, he was easily slain by Number Two.

Iron Lion still had his head left, but this guy wasn't dead.

Perhaps it was Fate's mercy upon the Titan Sequence.

The Titan Sequence was the most brainless of all sequences—just a few words of provocation and they would recklessly throw their lives into fighting anomalies.

That was why Fate had given the Titan Sequence the most powerful life force.

But even so, the Titan Sequence remained one of the sequences with the highest mortality rates.

If Chen Ye hadn't made the decisive call at the last moment and chopped off Iron Lion's head, this guy would probably be dead by now.

With this head intact, Iron Lion would eventually recover.

It's just that this time, the recovery period might take a bit longer.

Many parts of Sun Xixi's body were also covered in flowers, but comparatively speaking, the flowers on her were somewhat fewer.

After all, she had forcefully burst out with Sequence 5 abilities at the cost of her own life back then, and many of the flowers on her body had been shattered under the pressure of Sequence 5.

But later, when Chen Ye was revived, the pink-haired girl had let out her breath, and those flowers had bloomed anew.

Yet her condition right now was far from good.

When Xu Lina picked up Sun Xixi, the little girl had already fallen unconscious.

If she didn't receive timely treatment.

The pink-haired girl would probably fall too.

Jiang Rou wasn't in any better shape either.

After using the Annihilation of Life blade, she had already been on the verge of severe injury.

The Annihilation of Life blade was a double-edged sword—it hurt the enemy while hurting the user. That was why she never drew it.

Later, when Chen Ye was revived, he had absolutely no intention of showing any gentleness toward a lady, and forcibly started Jiang Rou up.

Jiang Rou's injuries had grown even worse.

At this moment, flowers had fully grown over her body, and she lay on the ground like a lump of soft mud.

If she weren't a Sequence 4, if she weren't an ancient martial artist sequence, she would have died long ago.

The fact that she wasn't dead yet wasn't necessarily a good thing either.

Perhaps she only had a few hours of life left.

Falling was only a matter of time...

And Wu Zehui...

This sunny young man had his own pride.

Even if he only had one breath left, he refused to die on his knees.

Perhaps he deserved a heroic ending.

But this Sequence 4 young man still had that one breath remaining.

And so, he had held on until Chen Ye sacrificed Number Two.

But this sunny young man at this moment truly had only one breath left.

And Hou Junji...

This elder of the Silent Council was quite the old schemer, always keeping his final trump card hidden away.

He'd probably planned to turn into a bird-man and fly away if things went south.

He never expected Chen Ye to completely abandon human decency and forcibly start him up.

And Lin Qingge.

This woman now had more breath going out than coming in.

Among Sequence 4s, this woman's combat ability was frankly nothing to write home about.

Word had it she'd only recently advanced to Sequence 4.

Compared to Sun Xixi, who could go toe-to-toe with Jiang Rou right after advancing to Sequence 4, Lin Qingge's Sequence 4 was perhaps somewhat underwhelming.

Maybe this direct, face-to-face style of combat simply didn't suit her sequence type.

Or perhaps she hadn't yet fully mastered all the power of Sequence 4.

Chen Hao was still alive, but she was about ninety percent dead.

The fact that she was still breathing could only be explained by all the good deeds she'd done in daily life and her incredible luck—nothing else.

Chen Hao lay on the ground, flowers blooming across her face and body.

She opened her eyes, gazing at the sky through the gaps between the blooming flowers, feeling her life ebbing away.

"So... beau... ti... ful...!"

Chen Hao managed to stammer out those words.

She didn't think she could survive.

That thing's power was too strong.

Even at this very moment, she could feel her life still draining away.

Perhaps she had at most a few more minutes to live.

She'd always thought blue skies and white clouds were nothing special, but now, in the moment before her life was about to vanish, she found the sky before her eyes breathtakingly beautiful.

The worst off was the Silent Council's Guardian Sequence—Xiong Baochun!

There wasn't a single patch of good flesh left on his entire body.

Large, vivid, richly colored blossoms had bloomed all over him.

Those flowers seemed quite satisfied with Xiong Baochun as flower fertilizer.

The vitality of the Guardian Sequence was so vigorous that it was practically hailed as an indestructible cockroach.

Back then, no matter how Jiang Rou beat him, no matter how she struck him.

He could recover in a very short amount of time.

It made perfect sense that he was still alive.

Xiong Baochun's lips trembled.

Just then, the sound of footsteps on the sand reached Xiong Baochun's ears.

Those people had finally arrived.

But he was already beyond saving.

Xiong Baochun thought pessimistically.

Number Two's ability was too terrifying. Xiong Baochun didn't believe those little Physician Sequence girls at Sequence 1 and Sequence 2 in the convoy could save him.

"Mr. Xiong is still alive! Mr. Xiong is still alive!"

A Silent Council member ran over from nearby, spotted Xiong Baochun lying on the ground, and immediately called out in great joy to his companions.

"Quick, come over! Mr. Xiong is still alive!"

"No wait, Mr. Xiong is still talking—hurry, listen to what he's saying!"

Someone finally noticed that Xiong Baochun's lips were still moving.

A Silent Council member hurriedly bent down, trying to hear Xiong Baochun's final words.

Because the sounds Xiong Baochun could produce at this point were too faint.

This member had no choice but to press his ear right against Xiong Baochun's lips.

"Chen Ye, I'll screw your grandpa! Chen Ye, I'll screw your grandpa!"