Then let the witch offer her loyalty

Just as the mutant was about to charge deeper into the position, a tall figure rushed out from the side, blocking it like an enraged beast and forcefully pushing it out of the defensive line.

In his Xuanwu form, Lei Lie's flesh swelled, his jagged muscles bulging like rocks, covered by an armor-like biological shell, resembling a humanoid tank.

But after a long battle, the thick shells of those creatures had burst open inch by inch, and blood could be faintly seen on them.

Under Lei Lie's suppression, the mutant roared madly, waving its mutated giant arms to attack him relentlessly, and almost broke free several times.

At that moment, Alexander arrived just in time and descended from the sky.

"Hold it down! Let it show its head!"

Lei Lie used all his strength to press the mutant to the ground, and the enormous force caused the ground to crack like a spider web.

At the same time, Alexander used the magnetic field to grab a thick steel bar, gathered his strength, and then launched it out.

With a "thud," the steel bar smashed the deformed creature's unprotected head, and its grotesque, twisted body finally went still, trembling.

Another mutant was killed, but there was no joy of victory on either of their faces.

So far, they have killed 6 mutants, but there are still more than a dozen mutants wreaking havoc across the battlefield.

This monster is too resilient to be killed by ordinary artillery fire; it requires the two psionicists to personally engage it.

The problem is that the two of them simply can't handle it all.

One head pushed forward from here, and another head rushed in from there.

After taking down the one that charged in, the roars of the mutants echoed from elsewhere.

If the mutants were only powerful in combat, that would be one thing. The key issue is that they have a dead zone force field around them. Once they break into the defensive line, a large number of the defenders will be corrupted and turned into dead apostles, directly shaking the structure of the defensive line.

This kind of battle is truly inhuman!

The only thing that made the two of them feel fortunate was that this was, after all, a world of resonance, so even if a human brain were to be smashed into a dog's brain, it wouldn't have any real impact on them.

If this were a manifestation of delusional rage in reality, it would be unthinkable.

Alexander, panting heavily, looked down at the smoke-filled battlefield. He vigorously wiped the sweat mixed with black grime from his face and turned on the communication frequency to contact the Stargate base.

"Chief Engineer Deng, how's it going over there? How's the experiment to tear apart the reality veil progressing?!"

Chapter 155 Coward

The sound of rapid finger tapping came from the other end of the communicator, along with Deng Xuemin's steady voice.

"The experiment will take a while, please wait a bit longer."

Alexander had contacted Deng Xuemin when the war had just broken out.

Deng Xuemin stated that the experiment of tearing the curtain of reality has reached its final and most crucial stage. The entire process is irreversible, and if it is stopped or interfered with at this point, all previous efforts will be in vain.

Therefore, Deng Xuemin insisted on staying at his post, refused to evacuate, and hoped that the Planetary Defense Force could hold the line and provide protection for the Stargate Base.

Alexander had no objection to this, of course. He just wanted to complete the final mission. Even if the Stargate base wanted to withdraw now, he would persuade them to go back.

It's a good thing that Deng Xuemin and others voluntarily stayed at their posts.

The problem is... it's freaking slow!

A few hours ago, I said, "It will take a while, please wait a little longer."

If you ask now, you'll still say the same thing!

"Chief Engineer Deng, how much longer exactly? We're at our wits' end here!"

"Anyway, it will be a while longer."

"Can't you give me a specific time? I need to adjust my plans!"

"I really can't say for sure. Please hang in there and wait a little longer. I have other things to do, so let's stop chatting and get back to our work."

The communication was just shut down like that.

Alexander was furious and really wanted to give Deng Xuemin's whole family a piece of his mind.

Just as Alexander and Reilly were leading the planetary defense forces in their continued battle, a deep rumble suddenly came from the distant night sky.

"Long——"

A streak of light rose into the sky, its cold blue-white tail flame piercing the night—the trajectory left by a spaceship taking off.

The soldiers quickly noticed what was happening.

"Look at the sky!"

A soldier covered in blood raised his head, his eyes wide open, his bloodshot pupils reflecting the flames in the sky.

"That's a starship... Someone's evacuating?!"

Alexander stared at the spaceship in astonishment. At first, he couldn't understand why anyone would evacuate the planet at this time!

The Governor's Office has already issued a wartime martial law order, and Singapore has long been blocked. Without relevant documents, it is impossible to pass through.

But he soon realized that there was someone who could do it.

Even if that person wasn't the planetary governor, he still held a considerable position and influence.

With their connections and political resources, it wouldn't be difficult for them to assemble a spaceship and escape.

Charles, a noble recipient of the Gift, leader of the spaceship faction of the Cicero Planet Colony!

In an instant, horror and fear spread through the planetary defense forces, and more and more soldiers looked up at the interstellar spaceship.

They couldn't believe what they were seeing, unwilling to believe that after fighting so hard all this time, all they got was the escape of the powerful and wealthy.

The spaceship's thrusters spewed out even more intense flames, clearly accelerating its ascent, a sight that deeply ravaged the soldiers' hearts.

“We’ve been abandoned!”

"Come back! Take us with you!!"

Why did you abandon us?!

Some people angrily pounded the ground and roared hysterically, while others lost their minds and rushed toward the spaceship, even though it was completely futile.

Even worse, some people cursed and fired wildly at the spaceship in the distance, but the gunfire sounded so weak.

"Haha! Hahaha!!!"

Seeing the defenders on the verge of collapse, the nearby Death Walkers laughed so hard they almost fell over.

"Look at these pathetic bastards, being thrown away like trash! Hahaha!"

"Oh, give up resisting, your existence is meaningless now!"

"Hehehe, I'm going to chop off your heads and take them."

Just as the Dead Men were using taunts to demoralize the defenders, several steel bars suddenly appeared, pinning the loudest Dead Men to the ground.

Alexander switched to the general frequency and shouted, "Cheer up! Charles is a disgraceful traitor. He refused to contribute to this planet and escaped in his spaceship!"

"But we're still here! The Governor's Mansion is still here! Governor Anies is still fighting the evil entity that caused all this! Look at you all crying and sobbing, aren't you ashamed of yourselves?!"

These ordinary soldiers had no idea that the so-called "evil being that caused all this" was none other than Anies herself, and that their governor was the culprit behind the disaster.

However, Alexander's roar did manage to temporarily stabilize morale.

After all, he was right; Charles had run away, but the Governor's House hadn't.

If the powerful figures in the governor's mansion also fled, then distinguished recipients like Alexander and Reilly would have boarded their interstellar ships long ago and would have no chance of fighting alongside everyone on the front lines.

"Bang bang bang-"

Soon, the brief pause in gunfire resumed as the defenders rebuilt their lines and retaliated against the enemy.

Those deadlings who had tried to sneak over were instantly dealt a devastating blow, their flesh and blood flying everywhere as they hurled insults and scrambled for cover.

The battlefield returned to normal, once again filled with the deadly smoke and stench of blood.

Although Alexander's shout stabilized morale, the situation did not improve much as a result.

He and Lei Lie could barely handle some of the mutants before, but they probably won't be able to anymore.

As qualified witch hunters, they both naturally understood the limits of their witches' tolerance for madness.

After the battle broke out, the two of them frequently used their spiritual energy, and Lin Ya and Mu Qing's psychic energy levels had probably already exceeded the danger zone.

Continuing to fight like before would be irresponsible towards the witch.

The problem is, without using psionic powers, it's really too difficult to kill aberrations with just conventional weapons!

If the mutants cannot be stopped and they bring the Dead Zone in a massive charge, the front line will collapse in a very short time.

At that moment, Alexander really wanted to call Deng Xuemin again and ask how much longer it would take!

But if you call, you'll probably still get a "It'll be a while, wait a bit longer" response.

It is said that good fortune never comes in pairs, but misfortunes never come singly.

Just as Alexander was struggling with his current situation, reality dealt him another blow.

He hadn't intended to interfere with Charles; if that cowardly bastard wanted to run away, then let him run.

But Alexander suddenly realized that Charles's starship was not on the right track.

The process of a starship taking off is not a vertical line, but requires an arc-shaped acceleration, and its trajectory at this moment is clearly heading south!

Alexander was immediately horrified.

The southern region is now shrouded in Anies's Dead Zone, and Charles, as a "native" of the Resonance World, knows nothing about Madness and is unaware of the horrors of the Dead Zone.

The crew members of the interstellar spaceship are definitely ordinary people. If they just plunge headlong into the dead zone like this, wouldn't that be...?

Chapter 156 Spaceship Crash

Everyone has misunderstood Charles.

Charles never intended to run away.

He grew up on the planet Cicero, and all his assets are in this colony; he has long been rooted here.

Run away? Where to run?

Does he have to abandon the wealth and status that his ancestors have worked so hard to achieve, and run back to Gaia's home planet naked?

He used his personal connections to take a spaceship away, mainly to get a look at the colony from high altitude.

Even if they were to turn around and run away in their spaceship, that would be a last resort after confirming that the colony was completely beyond saving.

Charles had previously observed the unusual dark purple energy in the south and was planning to go and see what was going on.

Unexpectedly, the anomaly occurred just as the spaceship approached the southern part of the colony from near-Earth orbit.

At this moment, the warning lights inside the spaceship flashed wildly, and the red light shone on the enclosed metal walls, as if a layer of blood had been splashed on them.

Inside the cabin, bursts of wild laughter and curses echoed, mixed with the sounds of flesh tearing and bones shattering.

Looking around, one could see one dead apostle after another everywhere.

These deadbeats were originally Charles's trusted subordinates and crew members of the spaceship. Now, their eyes are covered with thorny black marks, and there is nothing in their eyes but madness.

Their bodies also underwent mutations under the influence of the dead zone. Their sharp teeth gleamed coldly under the lights, their tongues wriggled like snakes, and their reason was completely eroded, leaving only the instinct to vent their desires.

Just as the Dead Apostles were destroying the spaceship's equipment, a "whoosh" sound suddenly rang out.

A black spike pierced the air, like a javelin shot at high speed, and pinned a dead apostle to the metal wall.

Charles stood in the cabin aisle, his arms, back, calves and other parts of his body covered with sharp black thorns, making him look like a porcupine ready for battle.

"What the hell is all this stuff?!"

He cursed as he charged toward the dead.

Despite Charles's chubby appearance, as a "heterogeneous psychic," his physical abilities far surpass those of ordinary people.

Charles moved with the speed of a beast, leaving shallow dents in the metal deck under his powerful sprint. He reached the Dead Men, who were more than ten meters away, in almost an instant.

Under the influence of psychic energy, the alien spikes on Charles's arm suddenly erupted, like a blade of razor-sharp blades, colliding head-on with the onrushing Dead Apostles.

"Thud—" A tearing sound echoed in the cabin as the spikes pierced through the chest of a Dead Apostle, ripping him in two, and blood splattered all over the ground.

After the initial blow, Charles continued his momentum, delivering an elbow strike to the side and rear, the spikes on his elbow piercing the skull of another deadling and pinning him to the wall.

"Look! There's a porcupine here! Let's strip off its quills and roast it for meat!"