Chapter 1223 - 1222: We Have to Go Over

Chapter 1223: Chapter 1222: We Have to Go Over

The battle lasted nearly twenty minutes, and the roar gradually diminished. Luo Yirui checked the time and decided not to wait any longer. He called Fu Xuan Ge, Little Fatty, and Jia Xiaoyu to go together towards the Sky Bridge, while others stood by.

Luo Yirui and the other three were extremely cautious, trying not to make any sound. Everyone held two Paralysis Talismans in their hands, which Luo Yirui had prepared in advance.

Jia Xiaoyu could also use fighting talismans, but was not skilled.

Aside from the fighting talismans in their hands, the four also wielded weapons they were already familiar with, providing them an extra layer of courage.

The roars hadn’t completely disappeared, but they were scattered and had reduced in number.

Following the glass covers on both sides, they arrived at the door of the third building. Through the glass windows, they could see a blood-red scene inside, too brutal to behold.

They exchanged glances and took a step forward together.

Upon opening the door, the four were stunned by the purgatory-like scene before them—limbs and shattered bones everywhere; torn flesh scattered about; bright red blood covered the ground, slowly spreading.

Fu Xuan Ge and Jia Xiaoyu immediately turned and vomited, and even the experienced Luo Yirui and Little Fatty couldn’t help but follow suit, their stomachs churning.

This sort of scene, one vomits almost every time it’s witnessed.

The figures within had vertical pupils, but their shapes were entirely human. Faced with such a scene, even adults, let alone youngsters, would struggle to endure it, plagued by nightmares in the days to come.

Moreover, this was even more gruesome than what Luo Yirui and Little Fatty had seen before since they hadn’t fully witnessed the carnage last time. This time, they saw the direct aftermath.

The four had weakened legs, leaning against the wall, their hands trembling somewhat. Some wandering figures inside still had vertical pupils, but their bodies were far from complete—missing an arm or patches of flesh elsewhere, with stark red stains on their white robes.

Jia Xiaoyu actually wanted to cry, but seeing the other three not shedding tears, stubbornly held back. Yet his heart was already terrified.

The other three fared no better. At best, Luo Yirui could still think, while Fu Xuan Ge felt waves of dizziness.

"We need to get across!" Luo Yirui tried to keep his voice as calm as possible, but the tremble in his tone betrayed his inner fear.

Although his words carried fear, they equally expressed his firm resolve.

Fu Xuan Ge’s face turned pale, closing his eyes for a moment, his voice uncontrollably trembling, "We might get through, but what about them?"

He referred to those youngsters still hiding.

The array of corpses here, beyond exaggeration, seemed human; exceedingly incomplete and gory. Seeing just one dead body might scare anyone half to death and lead to restless nightmares, let alone dealing with such hellish scenes.

It would inevitably cause panic.

Luo Yirui understood this. Proceeding from here was the quickest route; returning to the first building would add at least twenty minutes. Their time was already running thin.

Moreover, the situation outside seemed increasingly intense—who knows when it might spill over to them.

The vertical pupils lacked intelligence, which made them somewhat manageable, but the adults outside wielding guns were a different story. If they encountered their own folks, perhaps there’d be a chance; if they ran into the Nie Family, there was almost no other option but death. Fighting talismans are useless against bullets—who needs to ponder that answer.