5: C5 Art of Peace

C5 Art of Peace

"Yellow Turbans, engage in close combat. Ace Musketeers, support them at range!"

After giving out the order, Faang Fann too rushed towards with his blade in hand and assumed the heavy responsibility of fighting in the frontlines with the Yellow Turbans.

The battle was abnormally intense as the twelve Ace Musketeers fired unceasingly with their roars of fury.

Under Guan Hai's leadership, the Yellow Turbans fought fearlessly in the frontlines.

"Art of Peace!"

Guan Hai shouted aloud as a layer of yellow light enveloped the bodies of both him and the Yellow Turbans. Glowing with a bronze-colored light their combat strength increased drastically in that instant.

"Yellow Turban Origin Step!"

After casting the "Art of Peace," Guan Hai proceeded to activate his unique commander skill. At that moment, the Yellow Turbans who were originally heavy in their steps appeared to have suddenly received some sort of divine blessing as they repeatedly dodged the deadly attacks of the zombies with ease.

As the battle raged on, the zombied were slowly being annihilated completely.

Ten minutes later, Hans would cast his skill, "Bullet Rain," and finished off the final batch of zombies!

"Master, we've killed approximately seven to hundred zombies..."

"We won!"

At this moment, Guan Hai was extremely tired. After continuously casting several commander-unique skills, he had also entered a state of exhaustion.

"Everyone, thanks for all your hard work!"

Faang Fann said in a gratifying tone as he wiped the blood off his face. Of the ten original Yellow Turbans, four of them had been inflicted with heavy injuries. Amongst the injured ones, two had nearly turned into zombies after being bitten on their arms.

As the Yellow Turbans let out a beast-like roar, Faang Fann's expression turned solemn.

Meanwhile, Guan Hai was busy cleaning off the blood on his sword. It seemed that he wanted to deal finishing blows to the two infected soldiers before they turn into zombies completely so that they could rest in peace.

At that moment, Faang Fann received the cards handed to him by Hans and looked through them in silence.

[Item: Serum Card]

[Description: Can be used to treat the wounds inflicted by the zombies, preventing one from turning into a zombie.]

[Note: The heaven's pity for the weak.]

Faang Fann's originally muddy eyes suddenly lightened up with a bright flash of light.

"Guan Hai, stop!"

Faang Fann stepped forth and grasped onto Guan Hai's right arm that was about to slash down all the way.

In that spur of a moment, the blade held by Guan Hai accidentally scraped Faang Fann's right hand.

"Master, I deserve to die!"

Guan Hai's expression changed drastically as he quickly dropped his sword and knelt on the ground.

"It's fine. It's just a small scratch..."

"They won't have to die anymore."

Faang Fann's expression brimmed with emotions as he stared meaningfully at Guan Hai.

"Master, I know of your kindness, but they've already been infected. Only by killing them can we relieve their suffering!"0

Guan Hai said as he lowered his head. As the commander of the legion, he would naturally feel great heartache if he had to kill his own men with his own hands.

"I have the Serum Card!"

"In fact, I just so happened to receive two of them!"

Faang Fann immediately activated the two Serum Card, summoning two bottles of serum before everyone's eyes.

He then opened the two bottles and personally fed the serum to the two infected Yellow Turbans in front of everyone.

At a speed that was visible to the naked eye, their rotting wounds started to regain their blood-red color. Furthermore, the rotten smell on their wounds had already begun to dissipate while the increasingly violent nature that they were trying their best to suppress was also gradually fading away.

Although their wounds weren't fully healed, the virus that had infected their bodies had been completely removed.

"With these Serum Cards, we won't have to worry about getting infected by the zombie virus anymore!"

Seeing the gradually improving complexion of the two Yellow Turbans with his own eyes, a gentle smile appeared on Faang Fann's expression.

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