Doomsday: with unlimited warehouse system



Seeing how easily Edmund had neutralized the first attack of General Armor, even causing the General to look so distressed, Clive's expression immediately tensed. He didn't hesitate any longer. He bit his finger again and said, "General, I'm willing to sacrifice ten years of my life!"

As his words hit the ground, Clive's once-gray hair visibly turned white at an alarming rate. The wrinkles on his face seemed like deepening crevices. He stood there, swaying like an elderly person in the twilight of life, but the one thing that remained unchanged was his resolute gaze.

General Armor, as if rejuvenated, suddenly propelled himself into the air with a powerful leap when he heard Clive's offer. His enormous figure descended upon Edmund like a small mountain, with even more ferocity and power than before.

David watched General Armor charge towards Edmund once again, and then glanced at Clive, who was trembling unsteadily. He knew that General Armor had absorbed Clive's life force, which had made him so formidable. 

As for Clive, a man already in his sixties, he had suddenly sacrificed thirteen years of his life. His life had surely reached its twilight. But most importantly, why had he done this? David couldn't be certain if General Armor would prove to be Edmund's match in the end. If, in the end, General Armor didn't manage to harm him at all, hadn't Clive wasted over a decade of his life in vain?

It wasn't just David; all members of the Embers team understood everything. This made their gazes towards Clive fill with seriousness and admiration. An elderly man who had already aged, willingly giving up his remaining years of life to stand against Edmund.

What was all of this for? Nobody knew, including Emlyn, who was frozen in place. Perhaps only Clive held the answer behind his resolute gaze. It was that hidden answer that had given him the courage to sacrifice his life.

Watching General Armor descend from the sky, Edmund let out a cold laugh. His enormous wings behind him began to flap rapidly. Similar to General Armor, he leaped into the air, and in his hand appeared an inexplicable long blade. General Armor's long spear also made its way towards him. "Clang!" Their weapons clashed violently, creating a shockwave that sent tremors through the earth.

Having absorbed Clive's life force for over a decade, General Armor's strength had visibly surged. His attacks were cunning, aiming to cut down Edmund. 

However, Edmund, as the leader of the Zerg, seemed even more formidable. Edmund effortlessly dodged General Armor's every attack and seemed to be playing with him.

This enraged General Armor, who possessed some level of intelligence. He roared in anger, gripping his long spear tightly, and thrust it towards Edmund's chest with astonishing speed, tearing through the very air like a dragon unleashed.

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"Oh? You think you can kill me with that?" Faced with General Armor's furious thrust, Edmund showed no sign of panic. Instead, he calmly raised the long blade in his hand.

"Clang!" A crisp sound rang out as Edmund instantaneously appeared behind General Armor, forcefully cleaving his shoulder with the blade.

"Puff!" Clive, who had been trembling in place, suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his body swayed even more violently. General Armor, in apparent pain, angrily reached out to remove the embedded blade from his shoulder.

"Hmph! Just a paper-thin waste!" Without waiting for General Armor's right hand to touch the long blade, Edmund's ten insect limbs beneath his ribs extended viciously, piercing into General Armor's body. 

In an instant, the body of General Armor, composed of bamboo, cracked open with a sharp "crack." General Armor fell from the high sky as if he had lost his life, crashing to the ground with a resounding "boom!" After the impact, his body shattered into pieces, leaving only an intact head.

"Puff!" Clive, seemingly suffering from a backlash, once again coughed up blood. Finally, his trembling body couldn't support him any longer, and he collapsed to the ground.

Seeing this, David immediately landed and helped him up. "Clive," as David looked at Clive's weakened state and his head full of white hair, he couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. His interactions with Clive had been limited, strictly speaking, they were acquaintances who had met by chance.

The biggest challenge now is how to find these individuals. As long as we can locate them, the safe zone we establish next will be rock-solid, and it may even become the strongest base in the entire Chinese battle zone. Find them? In an instant, Clark suddenly realized the true purpose of the second mission reward: the broadcast authority in the battle zone!

Even so, he was willing to risk his own life to fight Edmund. This filled David with a deep sense of admiration. 

After catching his breath heavily, Clive, with David's support, managed to stand up reluctantly. With a bitter smile, he said, "Kid, I've made a fool of myself. This time, I've gone all out!"

Suddenly, Clive found a surge of strength from somewhere, breaking free from David's support. He rushed towards General Armor, leaving everyone wide-eyed in astonishment. They couldn't fathom where he had found the strength, enabling him to move with such incredible speed.

David had intended to stop Clive, but the lightning-fast pace left him momentarily stunned. Clive swiftly arrived at the scattered parts of General Armor, picked up the intact head, and then turned to look at David.

"Kid, watch closely! My second move is called 'Shatter Without Fear,' to stand for the humans' existence!" Clive laughed heartily as he held General Armor's head, his laughter filled with ease and determination. His head full of white hair and his stooped figure seemed like that of a hero who would never return.

Watching Clive, tears welled up in the eyes of everyone. Emlyn clenched her fists tightly, staring intently at Clive's back. 

"General, I'm willing to sacrifice my own flesh and request to kill this guy!"

After calming down, Clive spoke with a cold tone. Simultaneously, he looked at Edmund with a mocking gaze. "You, a human, should not fear a mere Zerg."

Then, Clive's head in his hand violently trembled. In the next moment, the scattered bamboo pieces on the ground seemed to be drawn towards him, covering his body in the blink of an eye. The massive head he held suddenly rose and merged tightly with his own head. The cracking sound of joints breaking echoed in the air.

Clive had transformed into the likeness of General Armor, and his entire body rapidly enlarged. Only David knew that General Armor had devoured Clive, using his flesh to reshape the body of General Armor. In just a few dozen seconds, a colossal General Armor, towering at a height of thirty to forty meters, emerged in the wasteland world.

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（Dirk, in a deep voice, shook the girl lying at his feet. Although he was sure that the training he had undergone in his unit should prevent him from colliding with people like this, the girl was covered in blood. Arnold was behind him, and after Clark's warning, he looked a bit more alert.

"Water... water..."

The young girl on the ground had a hoarse voice and slowly opened her eyes. Dirk quickly took out his water bottle from his waist and handed it to her. It seemed like she hadn't had water in a long time, so she took the bottle and drank eagerly.

"How are you feeling? Can you move?"

Dirk instinctively expressed concern for the girl on the ground, not out of any lustful intentions, but because he had a kind-hearted nature, having a military background. In a way, he was similar to Arnold, considering helping others as his duty.

The girl remained silent, and a trace of reluctance flashed imperceptibly in her eyes as she pulled up her legs hidden beneath her skirt. Dirk caught a glimpse of it, and his pupils suddenly contracted. The girl's knees were pierced through by iron nails, with transparent fishing lines wound around them. Due to their military instincts for danger, he instantly realized what the problem was.

With such injuries, the girl couldn't have crawled onto the highway by herself. She must have been deliberately maimed and left here!

Bullets were chambered, and a group of people suddenly sprang out from under the highway guardrail, aiming their guns at him.

"Hands on your heads, everyone out of the car! Otherwise, I'll shoot him!"）