Chapter 128: The Man Who Sits On The Cross

Chapter 128: The Man Who Sits On The Cross: Resurrection

Chapter 128: The Man Who Sits On The Cross

When the first ray of light sprinkled onto this ruined land, the dust dancing in the air had already settled down. The only thing that continued to drift above the ruins was the lingering smell of gunpowder, flesh and blood.

Inside the great hall, the four energy shields slowly thinned and faded away.

It was time. According to Cillin, they could now walk out of the building and need not reload a new power source after the energy shields had faded away. Moreover, before they knew it, there was no longer a single Poison Fang member to be seen in the entire great hall.

It was one thing to think, and another to act. Neither Emmus nor Wa Qing were unable to take the first step.

They were both veterans. The lingering smell in the air had grown even more distinct after the energy shields had died down, seemingly narrating a story about a distant fear and despair hidden within a dark night.

Emmus and Wa Qing watched their surroundings warily. Emmus was primed to toss out an energy shield at any moment.

One minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

…

Five minutes later, Wa Qing inhaled deeply and took the first step.

Seeing that Wa Qing had made the first move, Emmus followed suit as well.

Both men walked with careful steps. Every monitoring equipment in the area had stopped working, and Emmus could not acquire any images from them. A couple of long dead corpses belonging to Poison Fang lay scattered across the great hall, although their numbers did not extend over ten people.

If he were to trust on his hearing alone, Emmus could confirm that there was no one around them. The man activated his scanners, and it also indicated that there was no other living person nearby except for the two of them.

Emmus knew very well how many Poison Fang members were stationed on this planet. That was why he was afraid to believe the reality before him.

No matter how you looked at it, the great hall was a part of the heart of the base, right? Even if thirty or fifty thousand people was a little stretching it, there should still be at least ten thousand people here, right? But in reality, the scanner did not pick up even a single living body. At best, there were only the occasional worms hopping past them.

Both Emmus and Wa Qing held an indescribable fear towards the worms. Perhaps it was because the ‘surprise’ Cillin left them earlier was too great, but when they saw some worms hopping by they instinctively tried to escape from them. However, the worms seemed to be uninterested in them, which was why the duo finally relaxed after the realisation.

The relief did not last long before a hole suddenly burst out of a dead man’s chest. The clear sound of breaking bones caused Emmus and Wa Qing to adjust their sights towards that direction immediately. They did not even bother wiping off the cold sweat pouring down from their foreheads as they stared straight at the spot where the sound had e from.

It was then the duo saw a worm slightly bigger than the one they saw earlier jumping out of the corpse’s open chest. After glancing at them once, the worm swiftly hopped out of their line of sight.

Neither Emmus nor Wa Qing missed the instant the worm had gathered itself to attack them. However, it stopped itself at the last second and glanced at them once before finally leaving.

It was only then the duo was able to connect this occurrence with the events that had happened earlier.

Fear, was not instantaneous destruction. It was to take step after step towards a death that was akin to torture. It was to know what horrors awaited you at the front, but could not avoid it.

Cillin had carried with him these roots of fear to this planet, and Poison Fang was neither able to escape fear, nor death itself.