Without the lieutenant as their commander, the squad visibly descended into chaos.
Simultaneously losing four other soldiers, the net of fire was no longer sufficient to cover all the zombies, creating blind spots that the zombies exploited to sneak in.
Seeing the zombies about to breach the defenses, the other American soldiers' will to fight instantly collapsed. Although the base was surrounded by zombies, they had helicopters, and there was still a chance to escape now; no one wanted to be buried with the base.
The rout was like a domino effect; once the first person fled, a second would follow, and the others only feared being left behind. They did not have such a strong sense of responsibility.
The roar of gunfire gradually subsided as everyone fled for their lives, unaware that scattering was their death sentence.
Roy's revenge was not just against the blonde young man, but against everyone in this base!
As the footsteps of two soldiers approached, Roy, hiding around the corner, darted out, thrusting his Village Good Sword forward, piercing one soldier's neck.
The other soldier's face showed surprise, and he quickly retreated, raising his automatic rifle to open fire.
"Too slow!"
Roy pulled out his Village Good Sword, spun around, and the blade slashed fiercely, severing the soldier's head. Head separated from body, blood gushed like a fountain.
Beyond seven steps, a gun is fast; within seven steps, a gun is both fast and accurate, but the premise is that his enemy is not non-human.
Even as an LV.1 Adventurers, his physical abilities far surpassed those of ordinary people, not to mention Roy's limit-breaking attributes; it would not be an exaggeration to say he was half an LV.2.
Afterward, Roy did not stop, moving quickly and launching a bloody massacre within the base.
In less than ten minutes, seven or eight soldiers who had lost their will to fight and fled in disarray were slaughtered by Roy, leaving only Wayne and his assistant on the high tower.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
Wayne, on the high tower, watched Roy, like a devil, slaughtering within the base. His emotions were close to collapsing, and he continuously cursed aloud.
Wayne stopped shooting at the zombies and instead aimed the heavy machine gun at Roy, pulling the trigger, bullets flying out of the barrel.
Bullets poured down like a storm, but Roy moved quickly, using the walls for cover. The former could not descend, giving the more mobile him an advantage.
The high tower was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and Roy had no need to force an assault. From the bodies of the American soldiers, he picked up several MK3A2 offensive grenades.
Roy kicked a corpse out, and sure enough, bullets rained down, riddling it like a sieve.
At that very moment, Roy rushed out in the opposite direction, pulled the pin from a grenade, and from two hundred meters away, made a precise throw onto the high tower.
Boom!
The grenade exploded on the high tower.
Roy, fearing it wasn't enough, threw two more grenades up. After two consecutive explosions, it became completely silent, except for the zombies' roars.
Using the remaining grenades to blast a path, Roy quickly passed through and ascended the high tower.
Wayne's assistant died on the spot, while the former still had one last breath. Enduring three grenades, he could truly be called a legendary explosion-resistant king, but Roy would soon make him realize how unfortunate it was that he hadn't died earlier.
Roy pulled out a low-level life potion, and along with the glass bottle, shoved it into the young man's mouth. He pressed down on the top of the man's head and jaw with both hands.
Crack!
The glass bottle shattered, and the carnelian-colored potion, mixed with glass shards, slid down his throat. A few seconds later, the blonde young man's mental state improved slightly, but his mouth was full of blood from the glass shards.
Seeing Roy, the blood-soaked blonde young man's eyes flashed with fear, and he let out a roar to bolster his courage, "You are a demon sent by Satan, a demon!"
His throat was cut by the glass, and his voice was sharply hoarse, like the sound of car tires rubbing.
"If it's to kill people like you, I'm willing to be a demon for a lifetime," Roy said coldly, tying the blonde young man's ankles with a nearby safety rope, then slowly lowering him.
"No, no, no, kill me, quickly kill me!" Seeing the zombies gathered at the base of the high tower, Wayne, who had only a breath left, suddenly widened his eyes.
Roy said nothing, just kept letting out the rope.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah—"
The blonde young man, falling into the zombie horde, was, as expected, devoured by many zombies. His horrific screams echoed throughout the night sky. Before he died, he regretted his actions to the core. Why did he provoke this demon?
"Hoo!"
Roy exhaled a mouthful of stale air, feeling completely refreshed and his mind clear. This was perhaps what people often called an open mind; otherwise, this matter would forever remain in his mind, like a demon of the heart.
Usually insignificant, but jumping out at critical moments could cause great trouble.
Roy arrived at the base's armory.
What greeted his eyes was a dazzling array of firearms, which he definitely couldn't take with him. He didn't want to know what would happen if modern thermal weapons appeared in the 'DanMachi' world.
He found a dozen easy-to-use timed bombs, set them to detonate in ten minutes, and placed them in different locations.
Then he set up a large loudspeaker, emitting loud noise.
The zombies invading the base were attracted by the sound and rushed towards the armory. Roy went in the opposite direction, walking silently, weaving through the zombie horde.
Boom!!
As Roy reached the base gate, accompanied by continuous earth-shattering roars and explosions, the armory and a large number of zombies were directly blown sky high.
The raging flames dyed the sky red, and even the ground several kilometers away could feel the vibration.
[Congratulations on completing the main quest. Please return within twenty-four hours. Countdown...]
[Accumulated zombie kills: 2820. Gained 282 attribute points. Special reward triggered: Obtained Potion Treasure Chest (contains at least one high-grade potion).]
Roy clicked "Open Potion Treasure Chest."
[Potion Treasure Chest opened. Congratulations on obtaining low-level life potion (ten bottles), low-level stamina potion (ten bottles), low-level mental potion (ten bottles), Panacea (High-grade), Zombie Venom (High-grade).]
The low-level life potion goes without saying; the effects of the other two low-level potions were similar.
Restores 20% of stamina or mental power within ten seconds. Repeated consumption can extend the effect but cannot stack.
"Magic" in the ability stats was actually mental power, just a different name. Recklessly casting magic would lead to magic depletion and even unconsciousness.
Name: Zombie Venom (Potion)
Quality: High-grade
Effect: The emitted toxic gas causes people to fall into a state of frenzy. Infected individuals can spread it through bites. For Adventurers with "Abnormal Resistance," the effect is significantly reduced.
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Name: Panacea
Quality: High-grade
Effect: A special potion effective against injuries, poisoning, illness, mental exhaustion, and other conditions.
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Agility: 1008 → 1290 (SSS)
Roy casually added the acquired attribute points to Agility. It's worth noting that attributes exceeding 999 are SS-grade, and only above 1200 are SSS-grade.
As for beyond SSS, that is an unknown realm, and so far, probably no one has ever reached it.