Chapter 1865: 24.126 Sixth Violet Star - You are a Murderer!

The death of Uncle Shu only the younger generation seems to mourn about it. But the generation older than they are upon hearing what their comrade did at his last breath made them feel at awe. It was good enough that he was able to badly injure the Undead King. If the bomb was just more powerful than the first one they can use what Uncle Shu did to kill that Undead King. Though this monster still didn’t die, at least now they knew that he uses the ordinary undeads as dispensable to heal his wound.

The bomb maker was also from the older generation, that’s why when he heard that the power of his bomb was insufficient to kill that monster, the Undead King. He once again tried to increase the strength of his bombs. However, he wasn’t sad. He was delighted by the plan Uncle Shu had made. It gave them a way to kill the monster. Though it won’t work the second time, it can be done through other means.

"Stronger explosion, smaller in size." The bomb maker said while doing his work.

As for the others, they continue planning with the young vice captain. After all, that Undead King not only didn’t die but is still moving towards their direction. They had to make new plans just to survive.

The young vice captain said, "The Undead King can heal himself by eating its own kind. We should kill as many undead as possible to stop him from healing. His other abilities are still unknown. For now, I think that group attacks are better against him. One group to kill the undeads and the other to keep the Undead King busy."

The young vice captain voiced his plans. This is what he thought of after seeing what happened during Uncle Shu’s suicide attack. Though it was unknown whether the Undead King is still hiding something, at the very least they should try.

The older generation stood up and said, "We will do it!"

"At least let us help in killing the ordinary undead! There are hundreds of them out there! Seniors cannot do it alone!" The younger generation said.

The two factions of the young and the old are now fighting. The former wanted to help while the latter didn’t want to take the risk. The two in conflict were glaring at one another and making the young vice captain pinch his temples.

The doctors in the team couldn’t help but ask their current leader as they are afraid a brawl would happen in this tense atmosphere.

"Vice captain, you should stop them!"

"If they start fighting and blood is drawn those undeads will definitely find us!"

"Please stop them, Vice captain!"

The young vice captain knew that regardless of these men’s temper they wouldn’t be foolish enough to start a fight that might be dangerous to them. However, both sides were right. It’s just that he didn’t know which side to stop first.

Sigh!

"STOP FIGHTING!"

He first looked at the young generation faction and said, "It’s true that there is a need to help kill the undead. However, you should know... Once you were teleported outside... You can run back to this location."

"We know!"

"We can hide somewhere else."

"There are other buildings out there!"

"Do you understand what your brats are saying?!" The older generation started to retort.

"Once you get out of there to escape you can only split up!"

"Once you are caught there is only death waiting for you!"

"Stay here and be good!"

"As for the rest, you leave it all to us!"

The younger generation didn’t want to give up. Since there is no choice, the current leader, the young vice captain can only play the bad man role.

"Alright! Stop seeking deaths for now."

"Let these old men who want to die on the battlefield get what they wanted."

"Anyway, once they all die, you guys will be next."

"How about just waiting for your turn to die later?"

These words were full of disregard for the lives of the old men and it was to let the younger generation let loose of their emotions bottled up in their hearts. However, they didn’t notice how much he was gripping his fists. It wouldn’t be surprising for it to start bleeding.

A bad tempered mercenary grabbed the young vice captain’s collar and looked at him filled with hatred.

"Are you even speaking human words!?"

"Do you think you are a God that can command us to our deaths?!"

"Who the hell do you think you are!?"

This young man is among the younger generation. His heart was in pain after his mentor, Uncle Shu had died. His mentor was like a father to him and he himself was just an orphan picked up by Uncle Shu. That’s why he failed to control his anger when someone as young as he is, had just sent his father figure to death.

"You murderer! You killed my father!?"

At these words, the others could only pull away the enraged youth. The situation was so tense that the seniors had also gotten involved.

"That’s right! I killed Uncle Shu. Of course, he wouldn’t be the first one and will not be the last as well. So how about you guys escape now. If it’s now you still have a chance to run away."

The young man who had just lost his temper saw their vice captain’s face while it was pale white and was about to fall anytime. However, he mustn’t fall. If even him faints who would lead these men to the only possible hope of survival.

He added, "Hate me as you want. You can even kill me if we were able to return safely."

"Until then you can only follow my order. If I command you to walk to your deaths, you can only follow! Do you understand?!"

"Yes!"

Everyone unconsciously answered as they looked at the young leader who was willing to bear all the sins just to bring them back to life. Though it wouldn’t be all of them, they at least need to bring back their Tower Master. If there is someone here that deserved to live the most, it was Mu Liao.

Mu Liao, the young master of the Mu Clan, who picked them all up and gave them a new life which is deprived of hunger, and despair.

The young vice captain said, "Continue the meeting!"

Their meeting didn’t last too long and this time it was decided that half from those in the older generation will come out this time. The bomb maker is now helping them strand some newly made bombs around them. There are even some wires connected to their chest which is only above their hearts.

The bomb maker said, "Similar to the first bomb. It can be activated by voice or... it will automatically explode once it feels your heart stop beating. This time regardless of whether you are dead or alive it would activate on its own. Fight without worries!"

"It was unknown whether you can live out there. But since you didn’t want to die as an undead. This is the last gift I can give to you. It’s not a good one though."

"For people like us, this is the best gift. Brother, we don’t want you coming to us so fast. So live the longest among us! We will leave the brats to you!"

Snorts!

"Leave it to me!" The bomb maker said as he exchanged hugs with these old brothers of his.

After bidding their farewell, these old men went to their young vice captain and pats his shoulders, his head and back in comfort.

"We will leave the rest to you!"

The young vice captain looks at them with dull and expressionless eyes as he nods his head. He looked like he would be broken anytime soon yet was determined to fight against fate. The old men were teleported one by one. The young vice captain was about to watch the scene again when suddenly his hands were grabbed.

When he looked up he saw the doctors looking at him and checked his palms. His nails had almost dug through his palm leaving bruises which are now turning purple after being released from the grip.

"If you had gripped your hands stronger, you would have started bleeding."

"Thank the clauses on your palms which prevented it."

One of the doctors injected glucose on him.

"What did you give me?" The young vice captain asked.

"Glucose. Based on how you look, it wouldn’t be surprising that you have fainted by now. This will lessen the pain and dizziness in your head," The doctor said.𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"Thank you!" Then he resumed using his ability to watch the situation outside.

As for the man who had lost his temper just now, after being scolded by his friends and seniors he finally understood that the one suffering the most upon Uncle Shu’s death wasn’t him by their vice-captain. After all, Uncle Shu is his biological uncle.

What was it like to send your own family to death? The short tempered young man wouldn’t know, but the vice captain definitely knows about it. Moreover, the one who suggested that the eldest will be the one to come out there to die was Uncle Shu himself.

The young man keeps mumbling in low voice whispers, "I’m sorry. I didn’t know. I’m sorry, vice captain."

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