Versatile Mage

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Before anyone could react, a fast zombie lunged forward and grabbed one of the young men dragging him a few meters away.

“Help… help… AHHH!” The young man could not even scream for help in time, as a few other zombies lunged at him and instantly tore him apart.

The other two young men were dumbfounded. They quickly fled toward the village.

The place was completely filled with mud. They did not even have the time to wipe the mud that covered their faces after they tripped a few times as they were running toward the wooden barrier.

However, the undead were too fast for them. A few zombies were already flanking them from both sides. A young man’s arms were caught by the zombies, and the next thing he knew, his arms had been pulled off, with fresh blood jetting out from the cuts!

“Help, help me!” the other young man yelled as he barely made it to the wooden barrier, seeming completely lost.

The sky turned darker as the rain grew stronger. The villagers at the wooden barrier were unaware of what was happening. They only realized that the village was surrounded by mutated zombies when one of the young men returned, his body covered in his comrades’ blood!

“Dad, help…help me!”

Soon, Hong Jun who had scratches all over, made it back too. He had completely lost his previous confident look. He was no different than the young man who had also survived.

“Go away, back off!” yelled Xie Sang who drew a blue Star Orbit in front of him. It rapidly turned into a water barrier encapsulating Hong Jun’s figure.

Hong Jun was relieved after receiving the protection of the Water Barrier. He swallowed hard and yelled, “There are too many of them, the undead, they…they…”

The villagers were in a complete panic. It was still acceptable that a mutated zombie had appeared, yet how was it possible that the village was now surrounded by zombies? Weren’t they being protected by the God of the Well? Didn’t that mean they are simply a herd of sheep in the middle of the wolves’ territory?

“Xiaoluo? Where’s Su Xiaoluo?” Zhang Xiaohou grabbed Hong Jun and snapped furiously.

“I…I don’t know, she should be… behind…” Hong Jun fell to the ground. A weird stench was coming from his pants…

Zhang Xiaohou shoved Hong Jun away and rushed toward the wooden barrier.

“Fu Da, don’t go!”

“Idiot, are you trying to get yourself killed?”

“Chief, chief, the zombies are coming!”

Xie Sang was about to pull Zhang Xiaohou back when he turned around and saw a few zombies with long claws climbing up the wooden barrier. Their glowing eyes were staring at the village full of living humans.

Starving cries filled the place as more undead turned up at the village’s wooden barrier. The villagers were totally dumbfounded, as they had no idea how to deal with these terrifying creatures.

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“Fu Da? Where are you going!”

In the rain, a petite figure slowly appeared at the side of the wooden barrier. She turned around and saw Zhang Xiaohou rushing out from the village.

Zhang Xiaohou quickly halted in his tracks. He was overjoyed knowing that Su Xiaoluo had returned safely.

“I’m relieved that you’re alright,” Zhang Xiaohou went up to the girl, so nervous that he seemed quite lost as to what to do.

“I’ve lured them away with some bait. Let’s head back to the village. It feels like we’re no longer under the protection of the God of the Well. We’re completely surrounded by the undead,” Su Xiaoluo dragged Zhang Xiaohou with her into the village.

However, as soon as they arrived at the village, a few zombies were on the muddy path tearing the helpless villagers apart with their claws and feasting on their organs!

Su Xiaoluo was completely stunned by the sight. Even the wooden barrier had become useless. Did the Ash Wood that would drive the zombies away lose its effectiveness too?

The village was covered in cries of agony. Fresh blood was splattered across the place. Tears began to fall from Su Xiaoluo’s eyes as she watched the familiar figures falling to the ground…

“What’s happening? Why is this happening?” Su Xiaoluo burst into tears. She could not endure the sorrow as she witnessed the massacre.

Everyone in the village was like family to her, yet they were now lying in pools of blood in the mud, being fed on by the savage zombies. Their skin was peeled off, their flesh was chewed away, even their skulls were not spared, cracked open so the brains within could be devoured.

The villagers had protected by the God of the Well for generations. The undead that everyone was afraid of were merely animals roaming aimlessly around their village. Some said that they were the descendants of some deity, hence the filthy creatures did not dare to invade the sacred village.

And now?

Were they abandoned by the God that had been looking after them all along? Was He simply allowing these filthy creatures to trample the lives of his devout believers?

The rain poured down heavily. There was nowhere to run to from the rain, similar to the invasion of the undead, not a hint of mercy was being shown by the cruel creatures!

Zhang Xiaohou stood beside Su Xiaoluo who was half-kneeling in the mud in the middle of the rain. He raised his head, staring into the sky with a blank face…

“Wind…wind…”

Su Xiaoluo helplessly raised her head. She glanced at Zhang Xiaohou, who was standing there like a log. She could not understand what the guy was mumbling to himself.

“Fu Da, you should run, you’re not from our village. Perhaps our village is indeed under a curse, the undead are only here to hunt us down…” said Su Xiaoluo softly.

“Wind…”

Zhang Xiaohou stood in the same spot. Su Xiaoluo did not notice a faint blue Star Orbit forming under his feet.

However, the process seemed extremely strenuous, as if the memory in his mind had reached a block. The Star Pattern was breaking intermittently.

“Wind…Wind Disc!”

Finally, the Star Pattern showed up in his mind!

A random gust was Summoned around Zhang Xiaohou. As he subconsciously raised his hand, the rain in the air began to spiral and spin rapidly in a helix!

It was wind!

A powerful wind obstructed the path of the rain. The raindrops were crazily sucked in by the tornado, turning it into a water dragon tornado!

The Wind Disc appeared on the village’s path, drawing the zombies that were massacring the villagers into it.

The tornado swept forward, uprooting the wooden huts. Patches of grass and logs were drawn into the Wind Disc too, smashing the zombies into pieces as they spun inside the tornado!

The wind was extremely fierce, yet it did not harm any of the villagers. It was only moving toward the zombies!