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Chapter 51 Airship crashes
"What have you done!" Seeing the airship descending rapidly and tilting, Lloyd Folger hurriedly operated the airship to regain balance.

He tried to pull the airship up, but Jinx stepped on the joystick and made the airship descend rapidly.

"What are you doing! The plane will crash if you continue like this!" Lloyd Foldger gritted his teeth and pulled the joystick.

"I know. Haha, as long as we can land, it'll be fine." Jinx grinned evilly and refused to let go.

She is a lunatic, a lunatic with a strong self-destructive tendency, a lunatic who will do anything to achieve her goals.

'I told you I hate crazy people! Their thinking is so unreasonable!'

Lloyd Folger was an extremely rational man, and it was indeed difficult for him to understand the thinking of a madman.

The two men were fighting for the operation of the airship, while the culprit, Giggs, hid aside to cheer them on.

Lloyd Foldger was so angry that veins bulged on his forehead. If he wasn't still fighting with Jinx for control of the airship, he would never let this sinister little fur ball go!
The shadow of the airship grew larger and larger, and the sky in Lin Zizhi's field of vision was gradually covered by darkness. The survivors screamed and fled in panic.

At this moment, people felt as if the sky had fallen. Facing the cold and ruthless mechanical behemoth, everyone felt their own insignificance and the uncertainty of fate.

"Janna! God is above!" Pete took out the blue bird amulet and prayed.

Old Peter had difficulty walking and felt that he could not escape the range of the crashed airship, so he took out the wine jug with a blue bird printed on it, trembling.

He drank the shimmering wine with shaking hands, half of which spilled on his collar: "Wait a minute, old woman, I'll be here to accompany you soon."

Suddenly a strong wind lifted the falling airship and blew away old Peter who was right under the airship. Lin Zizhi caught old Peter who was blown away by the wind.

"I'm still alive?" Old Peter seemed a little dissatisfied. He muttered as he closed the lid of the wine jug and put it away.

"Praise the goddess." Lin Zizhi said sincerely.

The wind allowed the men to escape from underneath the airship, but the craft eventually crashed to the ground.

The survivors fled in all directions to avoid the huge airship. The debris flew and the dust flew. The gate of the Glimmer Factory was smashed into ruins by the Noxian airship, and a large pit was sunken in the ground.

In the dusty fog, the law enforcement officer who was infected with the laughter virus laughed with his scarlet eyes wide open: "Hahahaha, you are dead! Enjoy the rest of your life..."

"Ha, what did you say? The wind is too strong, I can't hear you clearly!" In the dust, Harley Quinn cut the throat of the laughing law enforcement officer with a precise knife.

"Ha...hahahaha..." The laughing law enforcement officer had a crazy smile on his face. He spit out blood foam and fell down while covering his neck.

"Hahahahaha!"

A group of laughing Noxian soldiers rushed out of the shadows in the Glimmer Factory, and they raised their butcher knives cruelly at the fleeing survivors in the dust and fog.

A young craftsman's apprentice was looking around blankly with a wrench in his hand. A Noxian soldier with a creepy smile on his face approached him.

"Hey Hey……"

"Be careful!" The surviving butcher suddenly raised his butcher knife to block the apprentice, facing the laughing Noxian soldiers.

But he was no match for the battle-hardened Noxian soldiers, let alone the zombies infected with the laughter virus.

Lin Zizhi watched helplessly as the surviving butcher in the distance was beheaded by the laughing Noxian soldiers.

The laughing Noxian soldier opened his mouth with an evil grin, revealing a mouthful of bloody scarlet teeth, looking for a new target.

Then he was speared away by an uninfected Noxian soldier.

The other Noxian soldiers chopped off his limbs and threw him into the burning bonfire to burn with the undead zombies. Did the enthusiastic butcher who loved to joke die like this?

Lin Zizhi retched. At this moment, he hated his own powerlessness.

Veins bulged, blood flow accelerated, and a faint light flowed through his limbs and bones. Lin Zizhi's muscles bulged and his body grew taller.

This was something that had never happened before when he activated the glimmer. Anger overwhelmed his reason, and he pounced on the group of laughing soldiers like a beast out of a cage.

He swung the Trident of Poseidon so tightly that the forks went straight to the zombies' vital points. With the cooperation of the Noxian soldiers, they barely controlled the situation on the field.

However, Harley Quinn discovered something strange. Those laughing zombies used weapons to attack. For people infected with the virus, the most important thing is to bite living people with their teeth to spread the virus, right?
At this moment, the tilted airship door opened, and General Anbesa Midalda led hundreds of Noxian soldiers to join the battlefield with an overwhelming numerical advantage.

They were well-trained and worked in perfect harmony, quickly dividing the battlefield and eliminating all the virus-infected people who were fighting on their own.

They also cut off the limbs of the undead zombies and threw them into the bonfire. Even if a soldier accidentally got infected with the virus during the battle, they would kill the infected companions without mercy.

The commotion seemed to have subsided. However, the Noxian soldiers attacked Lin Zizhi as if he was infected with the virus.

Lin Zizhi had no choice but to temporarily hide in the Weird Light Production Factory, and Harley Quinn quickly followed.

When the commotion subsided, General Anbesa Midalda looked at the mess on the ground and asked the guards what had happened.

"General, the law enforcer who reported the news before has mutated. This might really be a trap. Should we continue the attack?" The Noxian soldier explained in detail what had happened.

"Are there any rational virus-infected people? It's indeed a bit troublesome." Anbesa observed the zombie corpses nearby and found that most of them were Noxian soldiers she brought with her.

"Humph, bluffing. If they really have the strength to eat us, they wouldn't use such shabby tricks. They deliberately sent people to say that this is a trap just to make us retreat."

General Anbesa Midalda pointed at the corpse of the laughing Noxian soldier and said seriously.

"Look, these are our brothers and sisters! What does this mean? This means that the law enforcement team that was dealing with Jace no longer has any extra manpower to defend against our attacks, so they can only use the newly transformed zombies to scare us away. Tell me, how are we going to repay this blood debt?" Anbesa shouted.

"Pay with blood!" the Noxian soldiers answered in unison.

Anbesa Midalda put on her cold metal mask and said indifferently: "Blood debt must be repaid with blood!"

Under the personal command of General Anbesa Medarda, Noxian soldiers attacked the Glimmer Production Factory in an orderly manner.

They had shield bearers defending in the front, swordsmen and axemen attacking, and archers providing long-range assistance. The army's passage seemed invincible.

At this time, three dark shadows landed silently from the airship.

Jinx, Lloyd Folger and Ziggs have reached a consensus and decided to sneak into the Shimmer production factory to confirm whether Wei is there.

Looking closely, Jinx had a black eye, Ziggs had a few bumps on his head, but Lloyd Folger didn't seem to be seriously injured.

But if he lifted up his long sleeves, he could see a series of teeth marks on his arms.

"You and Bond must have a lot in common." Lloyd Folger said with pain in his arm, trying to suppress his anger.

"Bond?" Jinx looked confused.

"It's my dog, but it's much cuter than you." Lloyd Folger complained with a cold face.

In an unnoticed corner, in the earliest bonfire, the screams of the undead zombies had disappeared, leaving only the burnt charcoal-colored corpses.

(End of this chapter)