Because the zombie horde arrived so suddenly, the Security Team hadn’t fully taken their positions.
Only a few scattered muzzles were spitting fire on the second wall; bullets hitting the horde were like throwing pebbles into the ocean, barely causing a splash.
Black blood burst from the bodies of the zombies in the front row, and they staggered, but those behind them pushed them forward.
A member of the Security Team finished a magazine, and in the time it took to lower their head and reload, the zombies in the front had already reached the base of the first wall.
That zombie raised its head, its rotten face turned toward the sky, opened its wide mouth, and let out a wet, wheezing sound from its throat as it began to climb frantically!
Its fingers clawed frantically against the stone wall, but it was impossible to climb a wall without crevices; it could only leave black streaks on the surface, its fingertips almost worn away.
Soon, its face was stepped on by a grayish-black foot, and it was submerged in the horde.
The zombies gradually rose, layer upon layer.
There was no firepower deployed on top of the first wall, and the edge of the wall was in a blind spot for the second wall’s firepower, so the zombies slowly made their way to the top.
“They’re coming up!” someone shouted.
No sooner had the words left their lips than the first zombie had already climbed over the wall.
Bang, bang, bang, bang…
The second wall opened fire with everything it had, and each zombie that crawled up exploded in a mist of black blood and fell back down.
But the firepower wasn’t enough to crush the horde, until the first zombie successfully crossed the wall and jumped into the space between the two walls.
Waiting for them were the wandering Iron Golems.
Thud, thud, thud…
The Iron Golems took heavy strides, their scarlet block eyes as cold as killing machines, as they advanced toward the zombies climbing over the wall!
Clang!!
An Iron Golem’s fist swung upward, slamming hard into the zombie’s ribs!
Crunch—
The muffled sound of bone cracking echoed; the zombie’s upper body bent backward completely, black blood sprayed, and its body flew up like a rag, sticking to the wall.
More zombies climbed over the wall, and the Iron Golems met them one after another!
A zombie lunged, and the Iron Golem slammed its hand upward.
The zombie’s chest cavity caved in directly, a hole exploded in its back, black blood and bone fragments sprayed out, and the body flew a dozen meters away, rolled on the ground twice, and stopped moving.
Although the attack frequency of a single Iron Golem wasn’t high, their numbers and the density of the zombies made up for it.
Not only could a single upward strike send a large group of zombies flying, but the Iron Golems could also cover for each other.
But there were simply too many zombies.
They climbed in from all directions; some crawled under the Iron Golems’ arms, others scrambled behind them while they turned.
A quadrupedal zombie hugged the ground, moving as fast as a spider, slipping through the gaps in the Iron Golems’ legs and charging toward the second wall!
A man wearing a peaked cap leaned out halfway, holding a shotgun, aimed at the crawling zombie, and pulled the trigger!
Bang!!
The thing’s head exploded instantly, its body sliding two meters across the ground before collapsing limply against the wall.
More gunshots rang out.
On the wall, the Security Team’s firepower had all arrived.
Steve stood on the second-story wall, hunched over as he watched; his position gave him a perfect view of the entire battlefield.
Although the Iron Golems were loosely positioned, they were like a moving wall, capable of blocking 80% of the zombies.
Zombies sent flying knocked down those behind them, and the ones behind stepped on their bodies to continue charging, only to be sent flying again.
The pile of corpses at the Iron Golems’ feet grew higher and higher, almost reaching their upper bodies.
Steve suddenly felt a bit of regret.
If these zombies weren’t killed by him, there would be neither drops nor experience orbs.
But never mind, as long as they could defend the place.
Half an hour later, the zombie horde was nearly wiped out.
The Iron Golems were almost completely uninjured; it was a total victory.
On the top floor of the apartment building, Hawkeye had one foot on the edge, his arm resting casually on his knee, looking quite dashing in his spectator pose.
“The Block Hero’s methods are pretty good,” he said, turning his head to Captain America.
“Just like in that Japanese anime, several layers of walls, with the core in the innermost layer; the enemy has to face defensive forces every time they breach a layer.”
Captain America leaned against the security door, arms crossed, his expression much more relaxed than it had been a few days ago.
“As long as there aren’t any stronger zombie heroes, I’m afraid we might be able to take off these uniforms and retire.”
“At your age, it’s called retirement,” Hawkeye retorted.
“This is a vacation for me.”
The two looked at each other and laughed.
Thump!!
Before the smiles had even faded, a dull thud suddenly came from the direction of the wall.
It sounded like something heavy slamming into metal.
The smile on Captain America’s face faded halfway, and he turned his head to look in the direction the sound came from.
At the corner of the eastern wall, an Iron Golem was locked in a fight with something.
No, not a fight; the Iron Golem was being beaten one-sidedly.
That thing was a size larger than a normal zombie, its entire body knotted with muscles, and its skin wasn’t grayish-black, but dark brown, like rotting muscle.
Not only did it look stronger than a normal zombie, but it was also faster.
When the Iron Golem threw a punch, it actually dodged to the side and backhanded the Iron Golem on the shoulder.
With another “thump,” the Iron Golem’s massive body was knocked back, glowing red for an instant, and more cracks appeared on its body.
“What is that?” Hawkeye’s voice tightened.
Captain America didn’t answer.
He stared at that zombie, watching it dodge the Iron Golem’s attack once again and then ram into it, sending the Iron Golem flying far back.
“I haven’t seen one this strong before; this is already a budget version of Luke Cage.”
Hawkeye was just about to raise his gun, but lowered his hand again.
Because the Block Hero had suddenly started placing blocks from the wall, moving toward the mutated zombie one block at a time.
Hawkeye narrowed his eyes with interest, wanting to see what the Block Hero intended to do.
Switching perspective to Steve.
Steve built his way block by block until he was directly above the mutated zombie, then took out an object and placed it on the edge of the block beneath his feet.
Clang!
The grayish-black iron block fell from a height of over ten meters at a not-so-fast speed, landing heavily!
It was an anvil.
As for the mutated zombie, half its body had been sliced away by the anvil, and it collapsed to the ground, spraying black blood and fragments.
Steve jumped down directly, using a water bucket to negate fall damage upon landing, then took out his pickaxe to mine the anvil, and absorbed the experience orbs, just reaching level 46.
The surrounding zombies and Iron Golems seemed not to exist to him.
“You have leveled up. Reward: Plugin Blind Box draw chance * 1. Do you want to draw?”
Steve didn’t draw yet.
He ran and jumped all the way to the edge of the second wall, placed a bucket of water on the wall a few blocks above his head, and swam into it.
Then he swam to the surface of the water, instantly picked the water back up, placed another bucket of water a few blocks above his head, and swam to the surface again.
Repeating this, he continuously increased his altitude and soon climbed onto the second wall.
Everyone who saw this scene was stunned, including Captain America and Hawkeye.
“Physics no longer exists, folks,” Hawkeye joked after regaining his composure.
“Are there few magical things about the Block Hero?” Captain America shook his head and sighed.
“But don’t forget we still have to face at least one mage, Emma Frost, and… Natasha. The Block Hero might not be able to handle these guys.”
A bitter smile touched the corner of Hawkeye’s mouth: “Heh… the ‘White’ Queen and the ‘Black’ Widow, those titles really do match.”
“…Your focus is strange.”
As the two were talking, a figure suddenly fell past Captain America’s eyes and behind Hawkeye.
The smile on Captain America’s face froze.
What was going on?
This was the damn 15th-floor roof; where did a person falling from the sky come from??
“What’s wrong??” Hawkeye noticed Captain America’s expression wasn’t right and furrowed his brows.
Captain America didn’t speak, slowly raising his head.
Above, between the clouds, tiny but brilliant orange sparks rotated rapidly, just like a firework.
Except the function of that firework was to cut through space and connect to another location.
It was an interdimensional portal.
Below the portal, dense black shadows were falling from the high sky, like raindrops, crashing down toward the camp.