Sequence Highway Survival: I Upgrade Supplies in the Apocalypse-Chapter 243, Sequence Title: Blood Path Sacrifice

When the final word "Swift!" left her lips.

Dozens of flying swords traced slender white lines through the air, piercing straight toward the monster ahead.

That colossal body, as tall as a two-story building, was instantly impaled by sword glints in the blink of an eye.

Arms, thighs, even the head—sword glints pierced through its form, pinning it firmly in mid-air.

The Titan Wraith was ultimately terrified, its figure violently retreating, stirring up a hurricane as it fled into the distance.

Those sword glints gave relentless chase. Under the guidance of the Pink-haired Girl's sword fingers, they seemed to gain sentience, each blade striking the Titan Wraith's body with unerring accuracy.

Although this transformed Titan Wraith hadn't fully inherited one hundred percent of its strength from its former life...

Wasn't this woman just too fierce?

Having just advanced to Sequence 3, she was already chasing down and brutally beating a Sequence 4 Titan Wraith.

Chen Ye's eyes were filled with shock, his pupils faintly flickering.

If he faced such an attack, how would he handle it?

For a moment, Chen Ye actually couldn't think of what to do.

Of course, the battlefield situation hadn't reversed just because the Pink-haired Girl suddenly advanced to Sequence 3.

The Pink-haired Girl could only be considered as having resolved one major problem.

She alleviated the pressure in part of the area.

Wraiths still covered the sky and earth.

Chen Ye was still struggling desperately.

A mouthful of Smoke Breath covered a range of over a hundred meters. Crawlers struggled to emerge from the mist.

The Death God swung her scythe, blocking a black human-head wraith.

A Stinger suddenly appeared from within the smoke, piercing through the wraith.

Even the Big Monk, who had been nearly crippled by a single punch, staggered to his feet at this moment, blocking those wraiths that wanted to charge into the crowd of villagers and survivors.

That Slovenly Daoist Priest wasn't much better off either. Looking like he had only one breath left, he still stumbled to his feet, raising his Peach Wood Sword to stand before the crowd.

His clothes were already tattered and torn, his hair disheveled.

Clumps of bloodstains covered his body—whether they were his own or... his own, no one knew.

His eyes could barely stay open. The Peach Wood Sword in his hand was too heavy.

So heavy it seemed he could barely lift it.

This Peach Wood Sword was his Lifebound Artifact. Every person of the Celestial Master Sequence possessed one Lifebound Artifact.

Just like the Sword Immortal Sequence, it was a companion that had been by their side since the day they became Superhumans.

He had never felt this sword so heavy before.

But at this moment...

This sword... was so heavy!

And his eyelids... were also heavy!

He really wanted to sleep!

So sleepy!

As he was about to stagger and fall to the ground.

A young figure appeared beside the Daoist priest, punching a black human-head wraith into a sky-full of black mist that dissipated.

Another young man gently helped the Daoist priest up.

The Slovenly Daoist Priest struggled to open his eyes, seeing a somewhat familiar face.

"Daoist Priest, leave the rest to us! You... rest now!"

The Daoist priest strained to look up, glancing left and right.

There were eighteen such young figures.

Some familiar, some unfamiliar.

The Slovenly Daoist Priest suddenly felt his nose grow sour.

It felt like a lump of cotton was stuck in his heart.

They had ultimately reached this step!

The lives of these people were probably already counting down.

But they didn't seem to care at all.

"Tsk tsk tsk... So this is what it feels like to become a Superhuman. Amazing!"

Yan Jiu looked at his own hands, his eyes filled entirely with pleasant surprise.

Many mystical runes appeared on Yan Jiu's body surface. While these runes brought him powerful strength, they were also destroying his body's cells.

"What a pity, only one day!!"

Yu Tao fell somewhat silent, flames beginning to burn across his body surface!

"Hahaha... So what if it's only one day? For one day, we're Superhumans! Many people can never become Superhumans in their entire lives. Being able to feel this sensation before we die... it's worth it!"

Zhang Longgang laughed heartily, circulating the Supernatural Power within his body. His hands slowly turned red, taking on a nearly transparent visual effect. When he shook his hands, he could feel the miraculous energy within them.

Though unfamiliar, Zhang Longgang could sense its powerful energy.

"Alright, enough chatter, brothers. Next... it's our turn!"

Yu Tao transformed into a streak shooting skyward.

His body surface resembled burning flames.

"Awesome! Even if it's only for one day, I'm going to make these ghostly things know that Divine Elephant Village cannot be violated, that humanity's... ember... will never be extinguished!"

"Let's fuck them up!"

Eighteen people, eighteen different types of energy!

Each type of energy was different!

Unclear what Sequences they were!

Zhang Longgang rushed past Chen Ye, directly engaging with a Sequence 1 wraith.

Yan Jiu leaped past Mad Lion, directly taking over Mad Lion's task.

The addition of these eighteen people reversed the battlefield situation.

Although they weren't exactly suppressing the wraiths, the pressure on Chen Ye and the others instantly vanished.

Village Chief Chen Yonggu had somehow obtained a walking stick, staring blankly at the eighteen departing figures. Old tears dripped from his cheeks onto the ground.

The Village Chief hobbled to the cliff edge of the Temple.

Feeling the biting cold wind stirring his graying hair.

This spot should originally have been the Temple's location!

If one had to say which part of the Divine Elephant it was, it would be the highest point on the Divine Elephant's head!

Under Chu Che's gaze, the Village Chief's white hair had turned at least seventy percent whiter.

"Squad Leader Chu!"

Chu Che didn't understand why the Village Chief was calling him at this moment.

But he still cautiously approached the cliff edge, keeping some distance from Village Chief Chen Yonggu.

"Village Chief!"

Chen Yonggu only called out once, then paid no further attention to Chu Che. Instead, he pulled a knife from his bosom.

His hunched back straightened somewhat.

His figure also seemed to grow taller and more robust.

"Young man, do you know... why the Pathfinder Sequence 3 is called Blood Path Sacrificer?"

Young man?

You old thing...

Alright, you want to put on airs, I'll play along. Considering your age.

"I don't know!"

Chu Che answered cooperatively.

If it were Chen Ye, Chen Ye would say: Old thing, stop putting on airs. If you have something to say, spit it out!

But Chu Che considered himself the convoy's moral exemplar, so naturally he wouldn't speak that way. He wasn't as crude as Chen Ye.

The fierce wind stirred Chen Yonggu's graying hair as he spoke in a decisive voice: "Young man, next... watch closely!"

"This is what's called Blood Path Sacrificer!!!"

With that, the old man drew the knife across his palm.

Crimson blood instantly stained his entire palm.

The old man chanted: "In awe and reverence, I offer my blood here! Heaven and earth turn hostile, all phenomena run mad!..."

As the incantation was recited, the blood from the old man's palm dripped along his palm lines.

Before it could hit the ground, it vanished into nothingness, stirring ripples of waves.

"Above the unseen realms, Master of Fate! Humbly we offer, witness this sincere heart!..."

More and more blood dripped...

That crimson blood fell like rain—one drop hadn't yet left his palm when the next already flowed from the wound.

Finally, it even connected into a bloodline...

The color drained from the old man's face, replaced by increasing pallor.

"May the crimson tide cleanse confusion's veil, may this broken body become a road sign!"

"Pray for a single ray of heavenly light, to illuminate this—bloody path's return to fate!"

"—Contract formed!"

These final two words seemed to have traveled from ten thousand years ago!

They shook the power within unknown space.

A bright crimson blood path appeared before everyone's eyes.

This bright crimson blood path seemed as if paved with the Village Chief's blood, forming a blood-red road marker!

Chu Che watched all this in shock.

This blood-red road marker wound and twisted, seemingly following some mysterious pattern, containing indescribable mystery.

It was like... it was like...

Chu Che searched for a long time but couldn't find how to describe it.

Even if he gathered all the movies and games he'd ever seen, he had never witnessed such a scene.

No wonder it was called Blood Path Sacrificer!

This was Blood Path Sacrificer.

In despair, praying for a path to survival.

This was the meaning behind the existence of the Blood Path Sacrificer sequence name!

"Moooo—!!!"

The Divine Elephant, which had never roared before, suddenly bellowed at this moment.

The ground trembled. Villagers, terrified, quickly dropped to the ground.

At first, the ground shook with a gentle earthquake.

Finally, it became continuous, frantic, unceasing earthquakes.

For the first time, the Divine Elephant began to run.

Setting foot on that blood path!

Those eighteen young people were still engaged in fierce combat with the wraiths.

Roars continued...

Chen Ye remained silent, his figure dissipating into green smoke as he withdrew from the battlefield.

When he reappeared, he was already beside Mad Lion.

He hoisted Mad Lion over his shoulder and ran forward.

Mad Lion was still roaring: "Let me go! I'm going to kill it, kill it!"

His massive bare buttocks were already stained red with blood. Chen Ye's face was very, very close to Mad Lion's large buttocks.

Fortunately, Mad Lion had already been beaten out of his transformation by that thin monster;otherwise, Chen Ye couldn't have carried this idiot.

Having executed that move earlier, the Pink-haired Girl was already panting heavily. But at this moment, she couldn't afford to care. With a swing of her long sword, a Fire Dragon dispersed several nearby wraiths.

The Pink-haired Girl took a deep look at those eighteen young people.

Among them were both men and women!

Some were even younger than her!

The Pink-haired Girl gritted her teeth, her figure beginning to retreat violently, withdrawing from the battlefield!

Planting Base!

Ding Dong plopped down on the ground, her legs trembling uncontrollably.

Her left arm could no longer be lifted.

Sweat and blood soaked her hair and clothes.

Blood dripped onto the ground, forming bloody mud.

Professor Liu tore down the vine fortress, muttering: "Finally... is it about to end?"

"You all... you all..."

Professor Liu looked at those young people still fighting desperately with the wraiths, feeling that whatever he wanted to say next couldn't be spoken.

The function of Blood Path Sacrificer wasn't merely to point out a safe route.

The aura of all living people was also being compressed to its extreme.

Some grayish-white human-head wraiths began to grow confused, puzzled. They were the weakest, the first to become unable to detect the aura of living people.

As the Divine Elephant quickly increased the distance.

More and more wraiths could no longer sense the aura of living people on the Divine Elephant's back.

Thus, all wraiths focused their targets on those eighteen young people.

They surrounded these eighteen, encircling them completely!

The role of these eighteen was fully realized at this moment!

They were like those tails from the convoy!

They voluntarily became Divine Elephant Village's tails!

Without complaint or regret!

Finally!

A villager couldn't hold back anymore, bursting into heart-wrenching sobs!!!

Tearing at the heart, rending the lungs!