Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game



"What? Item? Got it? Retreat?"

Yimamu, who had been listening to the conversation between the three of them, finally reacted.

Could it be...

He looked at them in horror and stuttered.

"No, wait, you guys... Don't tell me that your goal in infiltrating the Holy Court is to seize the Book of Oaths?"

Mo Jiawei blinked his eyes, feeling a little confused.

He thought that Yimamu had been with Fang Heng all this time and knew everything. He couldn't help but look at Fang Heng and ask, "You haven't told him yet?"

"What is it? Was it true? So the explosion just now was also because of you..."

Yimamu opened his mouth but didn't dare to continue. He felt like he was going crazy.

Therefore, including the violent explosion just now, everything was done by this young man in front of him!

The explosion killed all the elders from the Elders Council and a large number of judges of the Holy Court! It could be said that it had dealt a heavy blow to the foundation of the Holy Court!

How did they do it?

It was too terrifying!

These few rebels...

They even dared to think about snatching the Book of Oaths, and they actually did it!

Yimamu's gaze toward Fang Heng and the others gradually became a little terrifying, and he was speechless for a long time.

He had thought that he was hugging a thigh, but he did not expect that he was hugging a time bomb.

He was lucky that he hadn't been blown up.

What should he do now?

For a moment, Yimamu was at a loss.

The Holy Court's Holy Mountain and headquarters were all blown up. The elders were all dead, and most of the judges were dead. They had no leader now.

However, the remaining few judges were still preparing to groom Fang Heng, this rebel, as their successor...

Were these people going to completely ruin the Holy Court?

Then what was the point of him following the Holy Court? Did he think that he was not going to die fast enough?

"Don't worry, do your best to help us. Everything else has nothing to do with you. We will compensate you for the transfer fee." Mo Jiawei gestured at Zhuo Lingfang, who was already offline, with his chin and said, "Triple compensation. We're not short of money."

Upon hearing Mo Jiawei's words, Yimamu forced a smile and nodded awkwardly. He mourned for the Holy Court for half a second.

Alright, who cares if the Holy Court lives or dies? After this money is earned, hurry up and switch servers.

Two minutes later, Zhuo Lingfang came online again.

"It's already been arranged. The rescue team is already waiting in the forest area five kilometers east of the city."

"Yes, alright."

Fang Heng nodded and looked out the window again.

But how could he escape successfully?

Currently, he had a very troublesome 'bone fracture' negative effect on him, which affected his movements.

Everyone couldn't help but shift their gaze to the ground head snake, Yimamu.

Mo Jiawei put his hand on Yimamu's shoulder enthusiastically and said, "Hey, Brother, it's your turn to perform. As long as you can bring us out of the city, your mission will be considered complete. Three times the reward will be considered compensation for your mental damage. When the time comes, we'll even give you a wave of five-star reviews."

"I really thank you for your five-star rating..."

Yimamu laughed in the midst of bitterness. He felt resigned to his fate and made up his mind to go back and recuperate for a month after this business was done.

Playing games with this group of people was a huge blow to his mentality.

Yimamu patted his cheeks and perked himself up. Then, he looked out of the window.

"Although the Holy City has fallen into chaos, most of the people in the city are spies of the Holy Court. I just heard that several judges of the Holy Court suspect that the Holy City has been invaded, and the city gates have been closed. It will be difficult to sneak out."

Mo Jiawei glanced at Fang Heng and said, "Why don't we just fight it out?"

Fang Heng shook his head and said, "It's best if I don't. My combat strength has been greatly weakened." 

Of course, he could fight. He still had a trump card-the Vampire King's coffin.

The underground world's cave-dwelling beasts had been hunting monsters. Through blood sacrifices to the vampires' altar, coupled with the passive skill to reduce the cooldown effect, the cooldown time of the Vampire King's coffin was very fast.

However, Fang Heng didn't want to use his skills here in advance.

Moreover, with the 'bone fracture' effect, his agility and mobility had been greatly reduced. He might not be able to escape with just the Vampire King's coffin.

"Shh."

As Yimamu was thinking, he suddenly noticed something. He gestured for everyone to quiet down and pointed out the window.

"Look."

Looking out of the window in the direction Yimamu pointed, more than 20 followers in the Holy Court's uniform gathered in the direction of the hotel.

What was going on?

Everyone was puzzled. Before they could say anything, there was a knock on the door.

"Bang Bang Bang!!!"

"Who is it?!"

"Mr. Fang Shuo, the judge has invited you."

Fang Heng exchanged glances with the people in the room and walked forward to open the door.

Outside the door, a few followers extended their hands respectfully and made a 'please' gesture.

"The judge invites you over."

"Now? Didn't we just meet?"

"Yes, we've discovered something urgent. We need your help to recall some details. It's very important. Please set off immediately."

Fang Heng frowned and probed, "Alright, my friend wants to go with me."

The followers outside the door peeked at Mo Jiawei and the others through the crack in the door and refused, "I'm sorry, the judge only invited you."

"Then forget it. Tell the judge I'm tired and can't remember anything. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Fang Heng said as he closed the door.

The followers outside the door reached out and blocked the half-closed door. He said, "Alright, your friend can go with you, but only you can meet the judge."

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and nodded. He agreed, "Alright."

Mo Jiawei and the others in the room did not know what Fang Heng was up to, but since Fang Heng had agreed, they followed him out of the hotel.

Outside the hotel, the carriage was already prepared. More than 30 followers gathered around the carriage, their faces alert, and they looked like they were eyeing the carriage covetously.

Yimamu also felt that something was wrong and kept winking at Fang Heng. However, Fang Heng acted as if he did not see it and walked straight to the carriage.

"Sit tight, let's go!"

Everyone got on the carriage, and the carriage immediately sped towards the city gate under the guidance of the followers.

In the carriage, Yimamu immediately whispered, "This is bad. This is the way out of the city. The three surviving judges of the Holy Court are all on the Holy Mountain. It's impossible that there are other judges who want to see you. I'm afraid someone is plotting against us."

"Leave the city? Isn't this good? Didn't we dream of leaving the city?"

Fang Heng thought to himself that there was such a good thing.

Initially, he thought that he had been discovered and decided to take a gamble. He might as well find all the remaining high-level combat forces of the Holy Court and rely on the power of the Vampire King's coffin to wipe them out!

Fang Heng felt that it would not be a problem to rely on the power of the Vampire King to deal with the high-level combat forces of the Holy Court. He was afraid that the coffin would not last long and that there were too many followers in the Holy City. He would not be able to kill them all.

Once the skill ended, they would be trapped to death.

There was only a 50-50 chance of victory.