Chapter 588: Surge at Argus Port

After two hours and six minutes.

Argus Commercial Port.

“Buzz”

Accompanied by a faint buzzing, nearly a hundred beams of light flashed in succession as awakeners outfitted with various equipment materialized instantly within the port.

“Roar!!”

Just like the ambush Yenir experienced upon entering, a leader—a Third-Stage Awakened—stood at the front. As soon as he opened his eyes, a horde of zombies surged forward in the port like sharks drawn to blood.

He was momentarily taken aback—perhaps his willpower wasn’t that strong.

The first to awaken, a Middle-Aged Man, was briefly stunned. Just as he adjusted to the dizziness from teleportation, several zombies pounced before him.

A sound reminiscent of metal being gnawed echoed through the air.

Seeing a zombie biting into his head and smearing him with filthy blood, the Middle-Aged Man’s eyes flared with sudden anger.

In that instant, his whole body trembled as a circular shockwave swept across the area like a missile strike, pulverizing every zombie within a hundred meters into shredded meat.

The display of power unmistakably marked him as a Peak Third-Stage.

Meanwhile, a large group of awakeners teleported in behind him and began to stir.

The second awakener to open his eyes witnessed the Middle-Aged Man’s attack. Noticing that zombies had dared approach him, he couldn’t help but chuckle and tease:

“Ruan Minghai, your willpower isn’t any stronger than ours.”

“Tsk tsk, looks like you’re still spooked by these useless zombies?”

Although both belonged to the same Battle Zone, they were split into different factions. A glance at the shredded remains on the ground made it clear that this was one of the Middle-Aged Man’s signature moves.

If he has to resort to using skills against such low-level zombies, there must be more at stake than mere fear.

Hmph!

With a cold snort, the Peak Third-Stage awakener known as Ruan Minghai, hearing his teammates’ jibes, only responded with a sullen silence.

The two who mocked him were also Peak Third-Stage, and their true combat prowess far exceeded his own.

Unlike Huaguo with its unified government organization, the awakeners of the Vietnam Battle Zone—even when entering the national competition in the country’s name—were actually divided into three factions, barely clinging together.

“Enough, cut the crap.”

“According to the system notification earlier, we should be the second group to enter the national war.”

“That means, in the system’s assessment, our strength is practically at the bottom!”

His expression darkened as he scolded.

At the center of eighty Third-Stage Advanced Awakeners, a lean but remarkably sharp Youth spoke in a low, steady tone.

His face was grim, clearly displeased with the low rating assigned to them by the system.

In this national war, they had a total of three Peak Third-Stage and eighty Third-Stage Advanced awakeners. Although this level of power wasn’t particularly overwhelming by past standards, at least they weren’t at the very bottom.

Bear in mind, beneath them, the forces of the Southeast Asia Joint Battle Zone were the weakest! Yet now, for some unknown reason, every nation seemed to have dispatched considerably stronger contingents than before…

“Lord Wu Long, you can’t put it that way.”

“Had some of our people not been sent to the Border, we wouldn’t have been the only ones to come in.”

“Second to last… the weakest is…”

Glancing subconsciously at the system notification, the Third-Stage Awakener who had earlier mocked Ruan Jingtian suddenly froze, his expression turning oddly.

“The weakest… are actually those Huaguo monkeys!?”

“Damn it, is the intel for real!?”