However, despite his words, Wang Zheng continued casting Holy Light spells. One after another, holy beams of light appeared out of thin air and then surged into Bart's body.

This time, Bart did not experience the same burning sensation and flushed face that he had before after being enveloped in several beams of holy light.

At this moment, he was like a bottomless pit, and no matter how Wang Zheng used his skills, he did not react at all.

However, instead of being disappointed, he smiled and comforted Wang Zheng:

"Haha, I knew I couldn't hide it from you, but saving so many people is enough. I'll have to trouble you with the rest."

Seeing that Wang Zheng was still continuously using Holy Light, and not wanting him to waste too much spiritual energy, he waved his hand and continued:

"Don't waste your energy, it's useless."

Since you know about this ability, you must know that my body is no longer able to absorb any life force at this moment.

When all the spiritual energy in my body is depleted, and I can no longer absorb spiritual energy from the air, that naturally means the end of my life. Countless brothers have died like me, and now it's my turn.

Although Bart's voice still sounded very powerful, Wang Zheng could still hear a slight tremor in it.

Upon hearing this, Wang Zheng stopped wielding the holy light and rolled his eyes.

"Hey, you're no trouble for me. I'll leave whenever you die, at most taking your body with me and Old Xu..."

Bart didn't care about Wang Zheng's heartless words.

He was already a dying man; all he needed to do was his best. After he died, he didn't care what happened next.

He then continued with a smile:

"Then you'd better keep a close watch. You can't run away before I die."

He then leaped into the horde of strange beasts and burst into laughter.

"You brat, watch out! I, 'Mountain Man' Bart, won't fall so easily. Don't underestimate me!"

Xu Yifeng, who was still helping to clear out the strange beasts in the distance, looked at Bart, who was in high spirits, and his expression became somewhat strange.

I was also very puzzled.

'That kid's Holy Light spell can restore stamina and heal wounds, but how come Old Ba became so brave after taking a few hits?'

Can quantitative change really lead to qualitative change?

Should I go and try my luck with that kid too?

...

As time went on, more and more refugee survivors left their underground shelters and came to this smoke-filled square.

In the end, those elemental awakeners who stayed behind protected the civilians with ranged abilities and retreated together, but it is difficult to know how many people were unable to retreat.

Once they realized there were no survivors underground, the soldiers on both sides promptly closed the large iron gate of the air-raid shelter.

Just a few minutes later, after the elemental energy inside the air-raid shelter dissipated, countless buzzing sounds rang out, followed by countless mosquitoes crawling out from the gaps in the iron gate.

The tens of thousands of swarms of mosquitoes crashed against the iron gate with loud "bangs." Under the suicidal attack of the poisonous insects, the already flimsy gate immediately began to crumble, and even the gate itself was deformed.

Just as the gate was about to be breached by these reckless venomous insects, several warriors dragged over several enormous beast carcasses to weigh down the iron gate, temporarily preventing it from being destroyed.

However, there was no way to close the gap in the iron gate, so the officers gritted their teeth and used their bodies to block it.

...

At this moment, all the soldiers on the battlefield were now surrounded on all sides.

Although Wang Zheng had previously helped clear a gap of nearly 150 meters around the air-raid shelter, it was still not enough for the thousands of survivors.

The crowd was packed tightly together, pushing, shoving, crying, and shouting, their noise even drowning out the distant roars of the beast horde.

Fortunately, there were many awakened individuals among this group who could help withstand the onslaught of the alien beasts, but countless others were still sacrificing themselves.

Although Wang Zheng had prepared to retreat, he had just boasted to Bart that he would not retreat until he died.

Moreover, thanks to Bart's reckless actions, a group of A-level Awakened warriors formed an arrow-shaped square formation, with Bart at the arrowhead, constantly expanding the battle line outwards, intending to give the refugees behind him more space to survive.

At this moment, the refugees huddled together, forming a small circle, with the soldiers still fighting fiercely on the outermost edge.

Even Fu Zhenzhen, who used to complain about this and that, is now fighting against the alien beasts with the help of those around her.

Although her face was pale and she looked like she was about to faint at any moment, she had at least managed to kill a few low-level beasts, which could be considered as making some contribution.

Looking at the group of survivors still struggling to survive, and then at the soldiers who could have escaped on their own, Wang Zheng finally sighed helplessly.

After turning around and drawing his sword, he cut down all the strange beasts around him, and then leaped several times to reach the entrance of the air-raid shelter.