"No wonder Zhao Xiyue isn't nervous at all. She's known Zhang Chen for a long time and must know his strength!"
"I'm genuinely worried, while this scheming bitch is just putting on an act. This woman..."
Qian Xinxin narrowed her eyes, watching Zhao Xiyue excitedly wave at Zhang Chen.
She hadn't expected to be so careless and lose a round to her. It seemed she needed to be more careful in the future.
At this moment, Zhang Chen slowly descended from the sky.
"Brother Chen, you're amazing!"
Zhao Xiyue said with adoration.
"It's nothing much, but when I was in the sky earlier, I noticed a large number of Soul Reapers circling at low altitude in the city center."
"I don't know what exactly happened there!"
Zhang Chen said.
"That means... the Angel organization hasn't been wiped out yet. There should still be survivors!"
"These guys are grateful. As long as we help them out, they can become a strong combat support for us!"
Qian Xinxin said excitedly.
After annihilating the Soul Organization and the Black Bull Legion, they were now annexing the Angel Organization.
If they allied with the Black Tail Swallow Legion in the future, Zhang Chen's camp, along with the black market, would become the most powerful existence in the world.
Even if they couldn't end the apocalypse, they could at least establish an immortal and powerful dynasty within it.
At that time, Zhang Chen would be the emperor, and she would naturally be one of his consorts.
Thinking this, Qian Xinxin's rejection of Zhao Xiyue slightly lessened.
For strong individuals, having multiple women was quite normal. She couldn't be too petty; she needed to be magnanimous.
Qian Xinxin mused to herself.
"Let's go and take a look!"
Zhang Chen said noncommittally.
Then, the three of them slowly flew up again.
On the roads, survivors possessed and turned into walking dead were everywhere. They roared like zombies.
Some even continuously fired energy beams at Zhang Chen and the others.
It was a shame their combat power was too weak.
As the energy beams struck the gravity field, they were immediately deflected in other directions.
Some beams hit nearby buildings, while others reflected directly onto the ground, blasting other puppets into pieces.
Zhang Chen completely ignored these puppets and flew straight towards the city center.
These guys were too low-level; killing them wouldn't yield any core crystals, so there was no need to waste time on the road with them!
Soon, the three arrived at the commercial street area in the city center.
It was evident that there should have been defensive facilities like city walls and watchtowers here originally.
Now, all these defenses were destroyed. Ruins were everywhere, some still emitting wisps of smoke, indicating that the battle had just recently passed.
Dozens of survivor corpses lay scattered on the ground.
They wore no uniform clothing, and there were men, women, old, and young among them. All had been killed with a single blow.
"No one has collected these corpses? That's very strange!"
Zhao Xiyue asked curiously.
The corpses of both monsters and survivors were the primary source of resources and core crystals.
Having survived in the apocalypse for so long, everyone had long developed the habit of collecting corpses along the way.
Otherwise, if they fought their way through and left corpses everywhere, even if they won in the end, they would gain nothing.
The military bases had learned this lesson many times.
"There's nothing new about this!"
Qian Xinxin said calmly.
"There are only two possibilities for leaving corpses behind. The first is that the enemy was too strong, and collecting corpses posed a risk to life, so they had to retreat quickly!"
"The second possibility is... these corpses have no value for collection at all, and will be collected uniformly after the battle is over!"
Zhang Chen walked over to the corpses and observed them. Each of them wore a blue ring on their hand.
"It's the new batch of Samsara users!"
It was actually quite simple to make this judgment. Red rings were above yellow rings.
Yellow rings were basically the ceiling of a Samsara user's combat power.
Blue rings were either earlier than yellow rings, or later than green rings.
The possibility of a survivor stronger than a yellow ring user dying here was extremely small.
So, without a doubt, these unfortunate souls were the newly arrived, latest batch of Samsara users.
"There are still Samsara users? But... the apocalypse hasn't activated Samsara yet!"
Qian Xinxin said in surprise.
"Well... the whole story behind this is long. To put it simply, these Samsara users are the last generation of Samsara users."
"And... there will be no more Samsara in the apocalypse. The ultimate apocalypse will continue indefinitely!"
Zhang Chen said lightly.
"So... the ultimate apocalypse will continue indefinitely?"
Qian Xinxin could hardly believe her ears.
But when she saw Zhao Xiyue's calm expression, she immediately forced herself to calm down as well, making her tone less casual when repeating the sentence.
"Yes, but... it will end!"
Zhang Chen said with determined eyes.
The three of them continued to chat as they moved forward rapidly.
Soon, they arrived at an open square.
Here, thousands of survivors had gathered, all wearing blue rings on their hands.
Some of them looked up at the gathering and swirling Soul Reapers in the sky, while others hugged their partners or children with grief on their faces. Some looked indignantly at the surrounding guards, as if they were ready to rush out and fight at any moment.
However, around the square lay dozens of young men's corpses.
These were the ones who had turned their resistance into action, but without exception, they were all killed on the spot.
The gap in strength between the two sides was too great; resistance was simply futile.
Around the square, every 50 meters stood a survivor clad in yellow combat gear, with a pair of black wings embroidered on the back of their uniform.
"These are people from the Angel camp. Their organization members should also be nearby!"
Qian Xinxin said.
"What are they doing gathering these next-generation Samsara users here?"
Zhang Chen asked.
However, before Qian Xinxin could answer, a Soul Reaper swooped down rapidly from the sky and burrowed into the body of a survivor with a blue ring.
The survivor writhed in pain on the ground for a moment, then suddenly stood up and punched a girl next to him.
Bang!
An energy beam accurately hit the man.
The Soul Reaper, along with the man's body, was blasted into ashes.
At this moment, another dozen Soul Reapers rushed towards the Angel camp members. The latter calmly blinked and disappeared into the crowd.
Then, one by one, the blue-ringed Samsara users were possessed by Soul Reapers, but within seconds, they were all accurately eliminated by the surrounding Angel members' ranged skills.
At this moment, Zhang Chen understood.
These Angel members were using the next generation of Samsara users as bait for their own self-preservation!