Dark King

Chapter 122

Dudian came close to the tank, lookup and down. The surface paint has been scratched off and machine gun on top of it was covered with moss and thick dust. It seemed like a stone sculpture.

“Have the parts inside of it decayed?” Dudian was curious as he climbed up the tank. He cleaned the dust covering the entrance shaft and jumped in.

Roar!

As he was falling in a hoarse roar echoed from behind.

However, Dudian had already sensed the smell and his dagger was in his hands ready for the situation. It reflexively pierced across the throat of the young undead wearing a torn green army uniform. The undead’s hair was brown while his eyes were green. From the appearance alone it could be seen that he was a foreigner.

“Giggle –” Sound of hoarse breathing echoed as the undead died.

Dudian noticed the faded national emblem on top of the uniform. It belonged to an American country. Some doubts emerged in his mind but soon he thought a place – independent city-states.

At the time of the disaster, the first to be destructed were capitalist Western empires. Moreover, a large number of Western refugees were transported to Asia. To be correct to northern territories of Russia. At least tens of millions of westerners were sent to Russia because of mutual assistance and the law that made it possible to accept the refugees. Russia had the largest territory in Asia. Moreover, its population was very low in comparison to its territory size. That’s why it was able to accommodate so many refugees.

Second reason was that Russia had large number of air defense tunnels built formerly by Soviet Union, which was also an excellent choice for shelter.

“Did my father brought the frozen storage to a free city after I slept?” Dudian thought more and more about potential possibilities that led to the creation of the giant wall. “Was it the independent city states that created the giant wall? But how could they built something like that with limited resources? These places were barren land… ”

“Even if they could make the giant wall, it should be made in areas with abundant materials. The refugees were located in areas with poor raw materials and transportation would be time-consuming…”

Dudian thought about the height of the giant wall. It was pretty much impossible to see its top. Another idea emerged out in his mind. “This giant wall … … was it really built by humans?”

More he thought about it more he felt that he knew very little or nothing at all. A growl echoed from his belly. He immediately kicked the undead’s body away and looked insides of the tank.

Dudian was disappointed to find that the tank has long been abandoned. At a glance he could see what kind of damage had it suffered in the last three hundred years.

Dudian continued to sneak into the fortress as he left the tank.

Using his sense of smell he tried to avoid the undeads who were sleeping, in case he couldn’t bypass them then he directly beheaded them.

“Did not expect that these undeads would sleep.” Dudian was perplexed.

Soon he came into the fortress. Inside was dimly lit but it didn’t effect his line of sight.

Roar!

An undead flapped out of the corner.

He used the dagger to accurately pierce its face and nail it to the wall.

After the absorption of hundreds of cold crystals, he felt his physique has been in no way inferior to other primary hunters. He found himself be able to firmly keep up with speed of the dark skinned girl and the other two hunters.

However, if it was face-to-face combat then Dudian was not sure as he lacked the actual life-and-death experience that the rest of the hunters had.

However after going through few battles he knew that fighting was not simply the competition between speed, strength or other hard data of the sides. After all, no one will be stupid enough to face you barehanded while you wielded a knife.

Terrain, weather, mood and so many other factors affected the battle. Moreover, even could cause the reversal of the role during the combat!

Dudian continued to go along the corridor and look for storage facility where the arms were kept.

He opened a new room. There were three undeads who were sleeping inside. They slightly raised their heads and gradually woke up.

Dudian didn’t give them the opportunity to respone as she quickly approached and by using the dagger stabbed onto its skull. The second one was about to open its mouth to roar when the dagger cut it off too.

However, the third was already completely awake as it roared and used its claws to attack.

Dudian quickly bent over to escape its claws while at the same time quickly stabbed the dagger.

Puff! Undead’s body trembled and fell down.

Dudian took a slow breath. He felt the cold sweat in his palm while there was an excitement in his heart.

After killed the undeads Dudian looked around the room. He found that it was the command operations room. The undeads that he had killed had golden stars on their shoulders. They should be major general level army officers.

His eyes were attracted by the map on the desktop. Although it had dust on it and mice had crawled and chew it, still Dudian could get the approximate outline and location. IT was the old era map of the Asia.

“So, we are in territories of Russia. To be exact somewhere in Asia.” Dudian suddenly thought that the areas that had been scavenged before should had such fortresses too. Most probably scavengers have brought maps back with them. So there should be those who knew the true face of this world and how vast it was.

” ‘Temple of Elements’ is responsible to price the things brought in by the scavengers. Holy Church and them are linked inextricably. Holy Church seems to be the ruler of the giant wall. Then what kind of relationship the military of the giant wall has…” Dudian pondered a bit,” ‘Temple of Elements’ should have a lot of things. They should have mastered a lot of things by now. But most of the news aren’t released. What is the reason? Is it because these things desecrate the faith?”

He frowned as he couldn’t understand what was going on. In the old times religion and state co-existed together so there shouldn’t be a problem with faith.

He shook his head as he didn’t want to ponder on the issue but instead turned away to continue to look for other places in the fortress.

Half an hour later, he finally found the room where arsenal was kept.

“So much … …” Dudian looked at neatly stacked weapons, mines, grenades and other arms. This fortress was simply a big treasure!